
Attended a church up the street today where we drop in periodically – 10,000 members, 8 services on Sunday morning: 1)
Traditions – “Enjoy a lower-volume worship experience with a mix of classic hymns, old favorites, and cherished choruses” – 8 AM (Worship Center). 2)
Classic – “A full sounding band led by vocals and horns featuring high-energy worship songs that will engage the hearts of all ages” – 9:15 AM (Worship Center). 3, 4, 5)
Video Café – Guitar-driven, rock-style worship in a setting that you can FEEL!” – Saturdays at 5 PM, Sundays at 9:15 AM (Room 200) 11 AM (Worship Center). 6,7,8)
Spanish – “Experimente un servicio diferente con estilo de alabanza y adoracion contemporaneo y clasico” – Sabados 5 PM, Domingos 9:15 AM y 11 AM (Salon 211-213). Take your pick. They also have a recovery service on Friday evenings and a youth service on Sunday evenings, 10 in all.
I like their use of the term “Worship Center” for the auditorium sanctuary that seats about 3000. It is a mixture of tables, chairs and auditorium seating on levels, with a stage that has all the trimmings. They also have outside seating on the patio lanais with large screen monitors. Coffee, donuts and muffins are available, take them in, munch and sip to the beat of the music and message. Shorts and slippers welcomed.
The theme this month is, “Live Like You Were Dying,” today’s message, “Love Deeper.” As you move from the parking lot to the Worship Center, planted in the grass on the way are signs outlining the series themes: “Speak Sweeter,” “Give Forgiveness,” “Love Deeper,” “Embrace Eternity” and “Live Like You Were Dying.” Those themes are also artfully decorating the platform.
The pastor is Bob Thune, nothing flashy, but he exudes genuineness, his teaching simple, practical and engaging. Prior to his message, a guitar soloist and three backup singers (in the Traditions service) sing and lead with some of the old hymns and favorites. Following are the lyrics to one of the songs they sang, written and made popular by Tim McGraw.
Verse 1
He said I was in my early forties, with a lot of life before me
And one moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days, looking at the x-rays
Talking bout' the options and talking bout' sweet times.
I asked him when it sank in, that this might really be the real end
How's it hit 'cha when you get that kind of news?
Man what did ya do?
He said
Chorus
I went skydiving
I went rocky mountain climbing
I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denyin'
And he said some day I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Verse 2
He said I was finally the husband, that most the time I wasn't
And I became a friend, a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden goin' fishin, wasn't such an imposition
And I went three times that year I lost my dad
Well I finally read the good book, and I took a good long hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again
And then
Chorus
I went skydiving
I went rocky mountain climbing
I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Shu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denyin'
And he said some day I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Bridge
Like tomorrow was the end
And ya got eternity to think about what to do with it
What should you do with it
What can I do with it
What would I do with it
Skydiving
I went rocky mountain climbing
I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And man I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I watched an eagle as it was flyin'
And he said some day I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
To live like you were dyin' (4x)
Creative, innovative, the message themes inspired by this song. Sounds like a series on holiness, doesn’t it? Makes me want to get up and go to church on Sunday mornings. Oh yes, I wore my uniform (pictured above) and fit right in. At this church it’s not what’s on the outside, but what’s in the heart that counts – loving deeper, speaking sweeter, giving forgiveness, living like your were dying, and every once in awhile riding a bull named Fu Man Shu.
JN