Stomp for Jesus?

I recently went to a production of "Stomp" with some friends. If you're not familiar, it's a dance/drumming group that uses every day things--brooms, newspapers, pipes, gas cans, kitchen sinks, basketballs--to make music. Not the kind of music you'd hear in a cathedral or concert hall--but music nonetheless. Personally, I think they do a mighty fine job of it (see the video below if you'd like a taste).

The show was plenty engaging in it's own right. But even as I watched with simple delight, I couldn't help but think about a question that I often hear: What does it mean to be "Reformed"?

The standard answer is that being "Reformed" has to do with (a) our historical roots in the Reformation of the 16th Century and (b) our conviction that the sovereign God has placed his claim on "every square inch" of our lives and we are to bring him glory in all that we do.

I think that's an accurate answer--but it's not a very inspiring or creative one. So as I sat and watched those musicians swoosh their brooms in perfect rhythm and clang on their sinks in strange harmony, I couldn't help but wonder if there was a better answer playing out right in front of me. After all, we Reformed folks pride ourselves in using the term "worship" in a very broad way. We want to expand the activity beyond the sanctuary on Sunday morning--we want it to overflow into all of life, wherever we find ourselves, no matter what we're doing. And it seems to me that that's exactly what was happening in that show. Of course, those who were making that music may not have intended it that way--but I suspect that God took some delight--in their creativity and joy, their harmonies and their rhythms, in their ability to make music with whatever the could find--anyway.

So, how is it that we can make God glorifying "music" while standing over our own kitchen sinks, clicking at our keyboards, ruffling through our papers? How can we use everything in life--even our garbage--to bring Him praise and glory?