I’m not a great singer. I can’t harmonize for my life and that’s exactly what I told Eric, our choir director, when I signed up to be part of this year’s Easter choir. He reassured me with his easy smile that I would be okay. Who was this unusually tall, energetic, piano-playing Korean brother who told me that I would be ok despite the fact that they wanted us to sing all six songs on the Easter program; that we had a total of four rehearsals together; that I could not understand his hand-written music arrangements (“We come in when, after repeating the pre-chorus twice, skip over verse 2, come back in from which line? Oh, just stare at you and you’ll give us every cue? Got it!”)
When I signed up for the Easter choir, I thought it would be fun, something different than what I normally got involved with at Metro. Well, it turned out to be very fun—it turned out to be something special indeed. Though I’ve been part of Metro for many years and I know a good number of people, it still isn’t easy to connect with new faces, let alone make new friends. Let’s face it; we are a sea of faces coming in and out through the doors each Sunday. How many of us have introduced ourselves to the same person about six times only to forget their name again the next week?
And so, what started out as an act of half whim, half self-challenge turned out to be a beautiful example of what happens when God brings together a bunch of mostly strangers into one place to become—the body of Christ. Had I not taken a chance, I would’ve certainly missed out on the blessings. To be more exact, I would’ve missed out on the gift of new friends, meeting a servant-leader whose example blew us all away, the awesome experience of being on stage on Easter Sunday to bless God and the church, the satisfaction of working hard in each of our parts to later come together in joyous harmony… the beauty of His people.
“Now he’s using you, fitting you in brick by brick, stone by stone, with Christ Jesus as the cornerstone that holds all the parts together. We see it taking shape day after day—a holy temple built by God, all of us built into it, a temple in which God is quite at home.” (Ephesians 2:20-22, MSG Version)