Dave nodded.

The background did not point to a pretty place. It pointed home .

It was a black-and-white photo, grainy and scratched. He recognized the subject immediately: The old church. Not the modern brick building with the sloped floor and fog machine they used now. The real church. The white clapboard building with the crooked steeple, the one his grandfather helped build in 1947. The one that had been torn down in 1999 to make way for a parking lot.

Scrolling past a photo of a potluck casserole, he stopped. His finger hovered over the touchpad.

Because he finally understood that the best EasyWorship background wasn't the one with the highest resolution or the most dramatic lighting. It was the one that reminded the congregation not of a place they wished they were, but of the God who had been with them in the place they already were.

The sanctuary was silent except for the low hum of the data projector. Pastor Dave stood at the sound booth, squinting at the laptop screen. On it was the EasyWorship slide for the final worship song, "How Great Thou Art." The background was a generic, high-definition shot of a sunset over a calm lake.

Dave sighed. For three years, this had been his Saturday night ritual: scrolling through the same stock libraries of "Mountain Majesty" and "Stained Glass Glow." He was a pastor, not a graphic designer. Yet he felt responsible for every pixel that flashed on the two giant screens flanking the stage. Those backgrounds weren't just wallpaper; they were the canvas on which his congregation painted their worship.

He opened a new folder on his desktop. He named it simply: Our Story .