I play lead guitar, and I've got to admit that people have questioned why I don't sing while I play. They used to give me a mic in the hope that I'd learn to use it, but I never did. When I was in the congregation, before my musician days, I did not sing much, either. I just don't like the sound of my own voice, but I love to sing through my guitar. Aside from that, I hear my own voice a little too loudly in one ear, and it almost hurts to sing. But give me an electric guitar, and I'm expressing myself with freedom. I never loved worship services before I started playing.
If it weren't for the contemporary worship service, I'd have no opportunity. I don't play an organ. I could never get the hang of a piano. I'd rather scrape myself with a putty knife than sing.
Seeing people complain is rather grating to me. I've never really been a big fan of whiners. It's not my mission in life to entertain. I'm not up there to play to the congregation. I'm just playing to God, and though I'd like to have them join me in worship, and although I am doing it for their benefit, I'm mostly unconscious of the crowd facing me. These people will say that hymns are better, or chants, or silence (which, arguably, is the best thing they could be doing in this situation), and that's fine. They can go find a church that does that stuff, but when they criticize me for doing my worship my way, lacing their talk with all kinds of condescension, I know, now, what David must have felt when his own wife criticized the way he worshiped God. I see so much of this kind of talk everywhere I go, and it's symptomatic of a people who completely miss the point.
Just today, I heard a voice from the front-right corner of the congregation, belting out the song very loudly and off-tune. It was musically misshapen, and it was such a wonderful sound. It was the joyful noise of
Psalm 98:4. ...make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise. Let any who would criticize the honest worship of God be silent.