“Words make you think. Music makes you feel. A song makes you feel a thought.” 
“Then the singing enveloped me. It was furry and resonant, coming from everyone's very heart. There was no sense of performance or judgment, only that the music was breath and food.“When I was a child, Mummy had the best voice of all the members of the family. She had loved to sing. Her words had soared like an angel's over the swells of the organ. In fact, I now suspected, her entire theology had been taken from the hymnal, Because of her singing they all went away feeling moved, feeling comforted, feeling, perhaps, the slightest tremors of faith. It’s easy to sing the song, but to pray the lyrics from deep within… that’s worship.
