A Defense of Modern Worship

A not-so-short and mostly-sweet open letter to my Christian-traditionalist friends that have a chip on their shoulder.

I’m tired.

I’m tired of watching church leaders go statue‑mode in the very moment Scripture commands us to sing—standing with arms folded, lips sealed, waiting it out like it’s a dental appointment. I’m tired of the sit‑down strike that lasts an entire set. I’m tired of the dramatic walk‑out—not because the words are false, but because the style isn’t fa…