Saturday was the memorial service for Josh Eudy. Nathan was asked to lead a short worship set at the start of the memorial and enlisted the help of Andrew Amanda and myself, as well as Erin Sousa, and Nathan's bride. First I will say that any type of public speaking at a memorial service is difficult. Leading 300 hurting people into a place of worship is a whole other level. But, a worship leader's job is to lead God's church in corporate thanksgiving and prepare hearts for the ministering of the Holy Spirit. A much more tangible task.
The moment that hit me in the face rather unprepared was on Thursday when we all met at the Naz to go over songs. There Nathan, Andrew, Manda and I all stopped in the middle of dragging amps and pianos around on stage and looked at each other. Here we were again, the Island of Misfit Toys as Nathan used to call us, four worship leaders who cut our teeth together on that stage. We all learned what worship was 10 years ago on that stage standing next to these same people. The last time I lead worship with Nathan was in this building. It was just too crazy. I do have an attachment to the Naz that is probably a little unhealthy. I worshipped in this building, met my friends in this building, met Rachel at the Naz youth group and married her on this stage.
Worshipping with these guys was awesome. And getting together in the Naz was even more amazing. The building is beautiful, acoustically balanced and has an enormous stage. Just not enough electrical outlets. The time together was great, and helped prepare my heart for a very difficult Saturday afternoon.
There were just a few things missing that made it somewhat bittersweet... The Gretch, of course. Matt Teague's bass, Travioli and his stripedy drum set. Andrew Eudy's wisecracks at the board, and yes Josh.
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