We sit on uncomfortable chairs or benches, say unusual words, sing in public, sit still without a screen to watch. We almost go out of our way to be uncomfortable. And this act, strange as it is, is where we renew our promise. It is not so much what we say or what we sing, but that we say and that we sing that is important. It is the experience that matters.
Worship is our dance.
In our saying and singing we experience a tiny bit of what a symphonic world is about. That is what renews us and reminds us and recalls us to our faith. The actual words are not the promise, nor the tunes, nor the buildings, nor the chalices and candles and everything else. But through them we transcend them and ourselves to sense with our bodies and minds the power of the promise. Sometimes we assume this means we are the ones who are shaping.