Ok, for all of you lead worshipers. Have you had this experience? You are all well prepared. It is a really good set of songs and creative elements. You are looking forward to facilitating people's encounter with God tonight.
And it happens. You start the first song and your monitors are different. You can't hear things right and you struggle with ignoring all the musical wierdness because for some unknown reason everyones mix is different on stage despite the sacred pact between the band and the soundman to never change ANYTHING that will mess with the mix in your ears!
All night long you feel like a garage band because you can't hear the groove properly and it all just comes out looser than loose. "Oh well" you say. "There were some OK moments and it seems like people were engaging in worship. We'll only know when we get to heaven," you think semi- optimistically.
Then your musician friend comes up to you afterwards. Mind you, he is a very solid young musician. And he tells you how great it sounded and how good the mix was. And someone else comes up and tells you what a sweet time they had with God.
Was I in some strange, humiliating parallel universe where bad music is somehow rewarded? Or, does God,once again, prove that he rewards those who show up and bring their best, however meager their offering may be?
Loaves and fishes, my friend. Loaves and fishes.