Saturday Night at the Key Arena

This Christmas gift for my H sat tucked away in an envelope, waiting for this weekend.
We drove down to Seattle on Saturday, checked into a hotel for the one night,
had a bite and took a town car to the Chris Tomlin, Kari Jobe and Louie Giglio Concert.
It was our first time at the Key Arena and there was not a single disappointing thing about it.
The music was loud . . . but the words were louder.
I always listen to the words.



Kari Jobe started us off with an old hymn, Praise God from Whom all Blessing Flow, and I was set.  Some of you will understand the significance of that alone.

Her passion and sincerity in the songs she sings,
cannot help but make you feel like you are faced with what really matters. 

One of these, a Hillsong United song, is called Hosanna
I love the bridge . . .

Heal my heart and make it clean

Open up my eyes to the things unseen

Show me how to love like you have loved me
 

Break my heart for what is yours

Everything I am for your kingdom's cause

As I walk from earth into eternity

Imagine being there...

Chris Tomlin walked out on the catwalk . . .

his songs were a combination of the old familiar as well as a number from his newest recording.
My old favorite is His Grace is Enough. That song carried me through much more than I need to share right now. My new favorite is called Sovereign

Sovereign in the mountain air
Sovereign on the ocean floor
With me in the calm
With me in the storm



Sovereign in my greatest joy
Sovereign in my deepest cry
With me in the dark
With me at the dawn

In your everlasting arms
All the pieces of my life
From beginning to the end
I can trust you



In your never failing love
You work everything for good
God whatever comes my way
I will trust you 

 

God whatever comes my way
I will trust you

All my hopes
All I need
Held in your hands . . .



But the words that stayed with me long after the concert was over
came from a song called Whom Shall I fear.

 

Such a blessing to hang onto . . .
the God of angel armies is always by my side.
Pastor Louie Giglio gave a message . . . yes, a preacher at a concert!
 

It was, after all more like a church service, numbering 10,000 choir members.
Louie told the story of the prodigal son . . .
and what I came away with is that the gospel, the good news,
is not that we are bad and Christ came to make us good.
The fact is, were are dead and Christ came to give us life!

For this son of mine was dead and is alive again!
Luke 15:24

Music, singing and celebrating continued and I know there were many who
truly found their way home on Saturday night.