"They have a heavy metal guitarist guy" was the first thought that went through my mind when I walked into the first service at the new church. He had the long hair, belting out the worship riffs, and was head thrashing with the song. He fit the stereotypical heavy metal musician look. Looked like he belonged in Metallica. Worship had already started and I was already ready to come back the following week. Not the strongest of reasons to join a church, but hear me out. To be fair, it wasn't the only reason. Just the first of many first impressions as God walked me to our new church home. Being a big time heavy metal fan, I had never seen this during worship - so I was completely down with this performance. If they had a mosh pit down front, I would have considered joining in. Anyways, he played with passion. He was playing free and being himself during worship. There was no hesitation in the performance. He was worshipping the way he felt led. No fear, no second-guess...