If We’ve Only Got One Life…

Sons of Thunder

A bunch of us have begun following the praise bands out at Mars Hill Church in Seattle.  There are a lot of them, and they like to write a lot of their own music.  It’s very different from the CCM (Contemporary Christian Music) many of us have grown up with/grown used to.  Much of it is musical adaptation of the Psalms or classic hymns.  Some of it is new.  There are lots of different styles (as there are lots of different bands).

One of them is called Sons of Thunder.  They just released a 4-song demo that you can listen to and download.  Here’s a description they’ve attached to it:

We’ve been thinking, reading, and thinking about our reading a lot lately. Here’s the gist of all that thinking and reading: The Apostle Paul said all of life is worship. A truth-telling preacher says God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him. A contemporary philosopher says the opposite of faith isn’t unbelief but idolatry. And a retired music proff says that worship is not dependent on a time, place or a specific activity, but is constantly pouring out of us at all times. We heartily agree. And after a very personally trying year for the Johnson family, the lovely and talented Mrs. Johnson decided she would pour her heart out in song in response to a good, loving and gracious Father God with all of the abovementioned in mind -minus Author and Perfecter, written by Joel Brown-… This music is the result. Our new friends and wildly talented musical collaborators James McAlister, Jeff Shoop and Ryan Phillips graciously accepted our offer to join us in our endeavors and there’s little chance that these tunes would have seen the light of day in their present form without their musical expertise. These songs are intended to be sung corporately, loudly and enthusiastically where we all fellowship, Mars Hill Church. With all respect, many of our fellow congregants are somewhat self-aware, prone to snobbery and likely influenced by seasonal effective disorder brought on by dark damp Seattle winters. We could all stand some personal enjoyment. These songs are meant to get hands out of pockets, eyes off the floor, toes tapping, frowns turned-upside-down and voices singing together for the purpose of hearts being elated to His glory.

-Ben