Our church has a praise team made up of people roughly my age that leads worship most Sunday mornings. This Sunday, the high school worship team will be playing instead (although the regular praise team’s guitar player and I will be joining them). Yesterday I got to practice with them for a little while and was reminded again that I’m the old guy.

At one point, I really felt like we made a connection. They started singing “Hope to Carry On,” which is one of my favorite Rich Mullins songs. I sang along, then told them I had seen Rich Mullins perform that song in concert. They looked at my sort of blankly and said, “That’s not a Rich Mullins song, is it? I’ve only heard Caedmon’s Call do it.”

Hey, everybody, look at the old guy!

The Caedmon’s Call version of that song came out in 1997, which is old (to them) in itself. But I was thinking of Mullins’ original which came out in 1989 — ancient. As far as they were concerned, I might as well have been talking about dancing to the Glenn Miller Orchestra and seeing movies at the Bijou.

Where’s my cane?