"The churches in this town are just ... dead," Eileen said. Eileen comes to our church. And she's right. You know what happens in church? God is present in a way he's not anywhere else. The One who upholds the universe is in the room. And we yawn and drowse and mumble through our songs. Pastors (looking at you, me) think the focus is on themselves rather than on the Lord. It's boring. There's no passion. It's like make-believe. Maybe it is for a lot of us. What if we took it seriously? What if our Lord's day gatherings were weekly turning points in history. THEY ARE! I wrote this song for congregational singing to put a little fire in our bellies. And when you prepare for the service on Sunday, remember this: you're going to meet God and be blessed with increased power to ransack Hell. That's what you're going to do. Better catch the vision. "I Will Build My Church" “I will build my church,” The Lord profe...