A few Sundays ago, we finally used Jon Mark McMillan's How He Loves in a service.
The song is powerful, loaded with a unique opportunity for awe-struck expression. The lyrical images differ from the usual worship song fare these days.
I got to sing it. It was an honor. There is no possible way the melody and the harmonies can convey the gut-wrenching glory of four simple words, launched in repetitive declaration:
"He love us, oh how he loves us, oh how he loves us, oh how he loves..."
As the band played and sang, the painters painted. Two of our artists were incredibly moved by the song, as we were, and they expressed their declaration with paints and brushes.
Read about their experience here, where my friend Angie blogs.
And don't forget: He loves us. Oh, how he loves us.