With heart and voice

It's not about the song
Never mind all the times I’d heard the hymn sung by a congregation, or by a children’s choir, or as a solo during communion—this time it was as if I was hearing “They’ll Know We Are Christians” for the first time. The singer stood absolutely still, her eyes closed, her head tilted back. With open-hearted simplicity she crafted each phrase as if she were proclaiming an essential, God-given message. She did not perform the song but gave it as an offering, a gift, as if the song were an extension of her innermost thoughts. I noticed several worshipers nodding their heads yes with their eyes closed. Some worshipers were bent over in prayer, and a few were rocking to the music. There was no sound other than the singer’s voice, yet on a sticky summer night an eclectic, diverse bunch of people were one in the Spirit.


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