Flashback Friday: Tales of a Slide Clicker
Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you!
I’ve been participating in a conference this week where I’m wearing lots of hats: team organizer, accountant, logistical planner, transportation expert, even speaker. But the one hat that I’ve come to despise is that of Slide Clicker.
If you go to a cutting edge church (I define that as anyone who no longer owns an “overhead projector”) you know the Slide Clicker. He (or she) is the guy (or gal) that clicks the slides with the words for the worship songs (or choruses (or hymns)). (Insert another superfluous parenthetical statement here.)
This week I’ve been the Slide Clicker because no one else qualified for the job…I mean, was standing close by when the music started. And now I have a whole new level of respect for the S.C. I’ve decided that you can be a Worshiper that happens to click slides, or a Slide Clicker who happens to participate in worship, but you cannot under any circumstances be both. Nope, two hands close to the keyboard (or if you’re lucky, a mouse) at all times: one to scroll, one to click. There can be no hand-raising, no clapping to the beat, no audible affirmation that you listened to the message of the song and not the song itself (what the heck does that mean?).
And of course the natural enemy of the Song Clicker is easily identifiable: it’s that ne’er-do-well, incorrigible, unruly, baby-kicking personality known as the Worship Leader. Here’s a field guide to his main sins: