The whole business started with hymns — or, more accurately, without them. When you work at one church and attend another Sunday mornings, inevitably, you start to draw comparisons between the two, and in my case, those comparisons mostly took the form of frustration with the lack of hymns at the church I attend. I knew that the worship, like everything else, was meant to cater to a contemporary crowd, but surely we could fit "Be Thou My Vision" or "A Mighty Fortress" in somewhere? Eventually, m...