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It's been a very real joy to have found a new church and church family. Jack is playing bass in the praise band for the contemporary service, and I am working on healing the body and getting back into a place where I can contribute. One of the things I notice, attending the contemporary service, is that every modern (within the last ten years) praise song has the same format, and I'm beginning to find it annoying. I say this still bearing scars from the Battle for Guitars in the Sanctuary back in the late '70s, when innocuous folks like Keith Green and Amy Grant were banned from most "Family" radio stations for their heretical devil music. Jack and I brought Petra, Stryper, Mylon Lefevre, and other radical Christian rock into our sanctuary with a teen choir that truly brought the Holy Spirit in with them wherever we went. Yes, I'm almost 70, so this probably sounds like a "these kids today" rant, but it's not. It's the fact that I don't
