In the part of the Christian pool that I tend to swim in, corporate and private worship takes on many different forms. Personally, I not one to dance, but I don’t begrudge those who find that particular expression of worship fulfilling. I do like singing, as well as “dinging, shaking, and otherwise banging” on various instruments. And generally, those swimming around with me don’t begrudge me that, either.
I was very, very blessed to grow up in a deeply authentic denominational church with a L-O-N-G history of evangelical mission-oriented Continue reading “God’s “love language*””