The Moore American
MOORE — Music has changed dramatically in most churches throughout the years. Gone are the hymnals, to be replaced by power point projectors showing the words for all to follow on a gigantic screen.
Most have ditched the organ; some even ousted grand pianos for electronic keyboards. Drums, electric guitars, bass guitars and even an acoustical guitar stand in ready on the platform for the worship service to begin.
It’s great that this modern way of worshiping draws the younger crowd, but I must admit I miss the old-fashioned music along with the choirs and orchestras.
There’s just something heavenly about 60 to 70 adult singers belting out songs like” “Jesus Shall Reign.” Accompanied by a good-sized orchestra, it makes the heart take flight as they sing like angels.
Today as I was driving, my favorite radio station played a song that’s familiar to the young and old: The Hallelujah Chorus from Handel’s Messiah. Now that’s a song that makes you stop and take notice.
For the moment, nothing else mattered as I joined in this euphoric symphony of both voice and instruments.
It doesn’t take a genius to know why this type of music ignites our hearts with joy; it’s a prelude of what’s to come: that wonderful day when we will all be together singing the Hallelujah Chorus in heaven.