So I went to Mars Hill tonight.  It was... really good.  Not exactly what you might think a +10,000 person church might look like.  First, just finding the place is a feat.  I read in Velvet Elvis that when they were planting the church, RB wouldn't let them put out a sign to show people where they were located.  They still don't have any signs out.  I googled their address to get directions, and knew they met in an old shopping mall.  I was looking for some sort of sign when I got on the road, but alas there were none.  (and I hope this sounds how I want it to...) To find it... I just followed all the other cars.  A bunch were turning into this parking lot, so I turned.  The only signs were for a YMCA and Playhouse.  I parked and noticed A LOT of people walking toward this door, so I followed them and finally saw the name Mars Hill Church on the glass door.  I continued following everybody till I found a seat.  Worship was a mix of music and scripture reading.  I found it deeply moving, almost to the point of tears.  Right after the music, RB got up and started the teaching.  No frills, no hype.  Just raw, straight-to-the-point stuff.  The sermon was part teaching, part interview of a Mars member.  Media was extremely minimal.  The music and sermon were both projected on screens, but just a black background with white words.  The songs were either old hymns or home-written.  The band had a certain Coldplay feel, as it was very piano-driven with that soaring guitar adding to the sound.  It all felt very honest.  Maybe thats just me reading into it because of my own preferences.  Well... its late and I have an early morning.  This is the schedule for the conference.  I'll try to blog as much as I can.  I'm going to try to find a recorder of some sorts so I can record the sessions.  We'll see how that goes.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
sunday night's gathering
So I went to Mars Hill tonight.  It was... really good.  Not exactly what you might think a +10,000 person church might look like.  First, just finding the place is a feat.  I read in Velvet Elvis that when they were planting the church, RB wouldn't let them put out a sign to show people where they were located.  They still don't have any signs out.  I googled their address to get directions, and knew they met in an old shopping mall.  I was looking for some sort of sign when I got on the road, but alas there were none.  (and I hope this sounds how I want it to...) To find it... I just followed all the other cars.  A bunch were turning into this parking lot, so I turned.  The only signs were for a YMCA and Playhouse.  I parked and noticed A LOT of people walking toward this door, so I followed them and finally saw the name Mars Hill Church on the glass door.  I continued following everybody till I found a seat.  Worship was a mix of music and scripture reading.  I found it deeply moving, almost to the point of tears.  Right after the music, RB got up and started the teaching.  No frills, no hype.  Just raw, straight-to-the-point stuff.  The sermon was part teaching, part interview of a Mars member.  Media was extremely minimal.  The music and sermon were both projected on screens, but just a black background with white words.  The songs were either old hymns or home-written.  The band had a certain Coldplay feel, as it was very piano-driven with that soaring guitar adding to the sound.  It all felt very honest.  Maybe thats just me reading into it because of my own preferences.  Well... its late and I have an early morning.  This is the schedule for the conference.  I'll try to blog as much as I can.  I'm going to try to find a recorder of some sorts so I can record the sessions.  We'll see how that goes.
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so did you get the mic for the ipod so that you'll have an audio copy??
i am going to try to get one tonight for my iBook, just to have something. I bought one at the Apple Store in Knoxville that the lady told me would work on my iPod... she didn't know what she was talking about.
they never do
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