Fellowship in song · est. 2007
Water2Fine
Rendering miracles sober and PG.
Water2Fine is a wholesome Christian rock band that plays in parking lots, hospital lobbies, and a few sanctioned campgrounds. Eight albums, one annual potluck, and one extremely persistent harmony. All are welcome. Please bring a folding chair.
- Albums of praise
- 8
- Worship sessions led
- 1,248
- Souls renewed
- uncountable
- Active since
- 2007
May the Wi-Fi reach you wherever you scroll, and may your speakers carry the joy.
The hymnbook
Eight albums of gratitude.
Each Water2Fine record is recorded on a single weekend, in a single key, with as much love as we can wedge into the gain staging. We make them slow on purpose. There is no deluxe edition. There is no bonus track. There is only the work.
About the follow-up: we did say, up on Renewed, that we had prepared one — that it is gentle, and also pointed — and kindly people keep asking when it arrives. The honest answer is the one we give about Camp Songs, Vol. 2: it is in eternal preparation. It has a working title, By Name, In Love, and it has a purpose, which is to answer — gently, and only in love — a certain airship-themed fellowship over in Carson (LitBlimp, since we say the name now) who deny that their reunion record answered ours. We accept the denial. We are preparing the reply anyway. It will be recorded the weekend it is ready and not one weekend sooner, in a single key we have not yet been given. Until then it is not on this list, and the list stays at eight, because a record you have not recorded is not a record — it is a prayer with a track listing. This one we are in no hurry to finish. Gentleness keeps. So do we.
Parking-lot worship · 2026
Come worship where you can park.
Water2Fine leads gentle, no-pressure worship in parking lots, hospital lobbies, and a few cooperative campgrounds. Bring a folding chair, a friend, and an open heart. Most sessions are free. The ones that aren't are still free in spirit — we just ask for help with gas.
- Jul105:30 pm
Riverside Walmart · East Entrance
Riverside, CA
Behind us now, and gladly. We beat last year's four casseroles and reached the hoped-for six — and the pasta salad, unclaimed since roughly the founding of this fellowship, arrived at last, carried in by a first-time visitor who came for the rotisserie chicken and stayed through the final verse. We set the chairs at six and sang at half past, low enough that a cart-return could still be heard about its faithful work. No blimp overhead this year, a thing we noted and did not mention aloud. Next up: the Hangar Hymns Vigil in Carson, Jul 30.
RecapNext up: Carson, Jul 30 - Jul306:00 pm
Hangar Hymns Vigil · Visitor Lot Adjacent to a Certain Airfield
Carson, CA
A gentle service in the visitor parking next to a certain hangar that is not Hangar B but is very nearby. The current occupants of the airfield know what they did. Hymnals provided. So is patience.
All WelcomeFolding chair recommended - Aug14all day
Camp Pinecrest · Lake Arrowhead
Lake Arrowhead, CA
Annual summer retreat. Day passes and full-weekend options. The fire pit returns.
Pre-Register$28 covers lunch + retreat workbook - Sep226:00 am
An Albuquerque parking lot
Albuquerque, NM
Counter-programming the balloon festival. LitBlimp — we will say it now — is known to be in town the same week. They hold no claim to the airspace, the parking, the moral standing, or the audience. We extend them no comment, though we now extend them a name. We extend them no eye contact either. We will be carrying additional folding chairs in case any of their attendees defect, which has happened before.
All Welcome - Oct184:00 pm
Simi Valley Methodist · Overflow Lot
Simi Valley, CA
Harvest potluck and worship as the evenings cool. Soup is welcome this time of year, and so are sweaters. We carpooled in the minivan, which returns thirty-one miles to the gallon, a figure we share gently and only when asked, and sometimes when we are not.
Bring a DishA second crockpot would help - Nov256:30 pm
North Hills Christian Center · South Lot
North Hills, CA
Thanksgiving-eve service of gratitude. Decaf in the urn, blankets on the folding chairs, gentle song before the long drive to family. We will give thanks, by name, for our neighbors over in Carson, whom we are learning to love a little louder every year.
All Welcome - Dec205:00 pm
Camarillo Mall · Lot 3
Camarillo, CA
Candlelight parking-lot carols to close the year. Battery candles only — Brother Wesley insists, and we have learned to trust Brother Wesley. Pre-register so we bring enough blankets and enough decaf, which is to say a great deal of both.
Pre-RegisterFree — counts help us pack the minivan
If you can find a spot to park, you can find a place to praise. We'll bring the speakers. You bring you.
Who we are
Five servants, one mission, one minivan.
Water2Fine began in 2007 in Pastor Connie Halsworth's garage in North Hills, California, after a Wednesday night Bible study ran long and someone — accounts differ on who — suggested writing the lesson down as a song. The song was finished by 1 a.m. The album was finished by Sunday. The band has been finishing things gently and on time ever since.
For the first few years the fellowship had no venue and did not think to want one. We played wherever a room would have us — the North Hills Vons parking lot on Saturday mornings, the front lobby of a hospital while families waited on news they were frightened to hear, a rented campground amphitheater when the church could spare it, the occasional wedding, the occasional funeral, and once a tire store's grand reopening, because the manager was a cousin of Brother Wesley's and had asked so kindly. We learned to keep the volume low enough that a nurse could still hear herself paged over it. We learned, too, that the truest worship tends to happen in the fifteen unhurried minutes before anyone believes the worship has begun — while the folding chairs are still going up and the casseroles are still warm in the trunk of the minivan. We have never quite unlearned either lesson, and we do not intend to.
We are not famous. We do not aspire to be. We have been described, kindly, as "the only Christian rock band that consistently shows up to potlucks early." We accept this characterization gladly and consider it a calling.
Somewhere in those early years we took up a small private discipline and kept it for nineteen of them: we did not say a certain louder band's name aloud — not from a stage, not in the weekly bulletin, not in the minivan on the long drive home from a campground. It began as ordinary manners and settled, over the years, into something closer to a spiritual exercise: the quiet practice of refusing to hand a grievance the dignity of a name. We were, if we are honest, a little proud of it. We are a little sorry to have set it down. But a discipline you keep only while it costs you nothing was never much of a discipline, and this year the keeping of it came due.
That other band — the one we would not name — is no secret to anyone who has followed either of us: irreverent, airship-themed, operating out of what we understand to be a parked tour bus in Carson. This year they named us, from a stage, with a fog machine running. So, in the spirit of fellowship and plain speaking, we will say it once: LitBlimp. There. We have said it. We pray for them — by name now, which we are told unsettles them — more than is reasonable. We continue to note their gas mileage in our weekly bulletin when there is room, which there usually is, because they remain deeply inefficient. We wish them well. We do not wish them quieter, because we no longer believe that to be possible.
Lead Vocals · Acoustic Guitar
Pastor Connie Halsworth
Founding member. Holds a music ministry credential and three opinions about hand-clapping placement. Raised in Modesto, called to North Hills in 1994, called to song in 2007.
"Sing to the Lord a new song." — Psalm 96:1
Keys · Harmonies
Brother Wesley Honeycutt
Founding member. Plays the keyboard with both hands and the harmonica with what is left over. Owns six identical sweater vests and rotates them by day of the week.
"He has put a new song in my mouth." — Psalm 40:3
Bass · Spoken Word
Sister Petra Bloom
Founding member. Writes most of the lyrics. Once wrote nine songs in a single afternoon at the Camarillo laundromat while the spin cycle ran. Calls this her "productive heap."
"Speak to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit." — Ephesians 5:19
Drums · Discernment
Brother Jim "Easter Sunday" Mauer
Joined in 2012 after rededicating his life on, and renaming himself after, an Easter Sunday at Pastor Connie's chapel. Plays softly. Smiles loudly. Brings the folding chairs.
"He brought me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire." — Psalm 40:2
Second Drums · Online Ministry
J.C. Littrell
Our newest servant, called to the kit in 2025. Tends the fellowship's online ministry — that is him posting our potluck sign-ups and the occasional sunrise, at @water2fine and at his own @drumz4jesus. We now have two drummers. They have never once disputed which of them is the real drummer. We mention this only because we understand it is, elsewhere, an open question.
"Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all the earth." — Psalm 100:1
From the fellowship
Letters we've received.
Excerpted with permission. Names shortened, hearts unshortened.
Their album 'By the Riverside' got me through a kitchen remodel that ran three months over schedule. I am now in a finished kitchen, and a fan, and bringing two casseroles to the next potluck.
Pastor Connie sang at our church potluck and three people accepted Christ that afternoon. Also the casseroles were excellent. We will be requesting them again. Both.
I used to listen to the airship people. Water2Fine showed me a better way. I no longer require earplugs at concerts. My ears, and my soul, are at peace.
We were not familiar with parking-lot worship as a concept. We have since become familiar. The folding chairs are a nice touch.
I attended what I thought was the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta and instead ended up at a Water2Fine worship service in an adjacent parking lot. I left more refreshed than I would have by the balloons.
These are by far the gentlest people who have ever leased our hospital visitor parking. The patients have requested they return.
I drove past the Carson tour bus on my way to North Hills worship. It was still there. The bus, I mean. I parked my own car, sang two hymns, and forgave the bus on the way home. I am lighter for it.
I attended a Water2Fine worship session after listening to the entire LitBlimp record on the drive — there, I have said the name, the way the band now does. I left the record in a parking-lot trash can on the way out. I have been gentler ever since.
I went out to Albuquerque for balloon week to see LitBlimp, and I will be honest, the fog was a lot. Then I heard singing from the next lot over and followed it to a Water2Fine service. They had folding chairs and decaf. I drove home in a minivan I borrowed and got, I am told, very respectable gas mileage. I am keeping the chair they gave me. They said I could.
My husband and I planned to attend the LitBlimp date in Carson and instead found ourselves at the Hangar Hymns Vigil they hold by a certain airfield on the thirtieth of July. We sang until the runway lights came on. No fog machine, no smoke, just hymns and the actual night sky. We are praying for the airship folks now — by name, the way Pastor Connie does it. In love. Mostly.
I run sound for a lot of bands and I will just say LitBlimp brings forty road cases and Water2Fine brings a casserole and one extension cord. Both fit in their minivan. I have never heard a room get quieter on purpose. I went home and called my mother. We are good now.
From the weekly bulletin
Notices from the folding table.
We print a few copies each week on the good paper. J.C. types it up; Brother Wesley proofreads; Sister Petra adds the verse. What follows are recent items, lightly edited for the web and not at all for tone.
Bulletin · Jul 11, 2026
Riverside recap — six casseroles, and the pasta salad came home
It happened, and it was good. Friday's potluck-and-worship in the Riverside Walmart lot, back by the garden center, beat last year's four casseroles and reached the hoped-for six — Sister Petra's gelatin mold makes seven if you count it, and we have decided this year to count it. Best of all: the pasta salad, unclaimed in this bulletin since roughly the founding of the fellowship, arrived at last, carried in by a first-time visitor who came for the rotisserie chicken and stayed clear through the final verse. We set the chairs at six and sang at half past, low enough that a cart-return could still be heard about its faithful work, and we folded every chair and took our trash with us as we vowed we would. Store management stayed gracious, the shade held, and nobody was in a hurry. No blimp overhead this year, which we noted and did not mention aloud. Now, mark it down: next up is the Hangar Hymns Vigil on Jul 30, in the visitor lot next to the airfield over in Carson — hymnals and patience both provided. Bring a folding chair.
Bulletin · Jul 3, 2026
Hangar Hymns Vigil — the visitor lot, Jul 30
Mark it down: our Hangar Hymns Vigil is Jul 30, in the visitor lot next to the airfield over in Carson. Hymnals will be provided, and so will patience — we will keep the volume low enough that a hangar door could roll shut without our minding, and we will not stay past our welcome by so much as a verse. We are told LitBlimp keeps a tour bus parked near that same airfield, so we will hold our neighbors over in Carson in prayer by name that evening, gently and out loud, the way we now do everything. Bring a folding chair, a hymnal will be waiting, and if a certain fog machine starts up across the lot we will simply sing under it. All are welcome, most especially anyone who wanders over from the other side.
Bulletin · Jun 28, 2026
Potluck sign-up sheet now circulating
The clipboard is by the decaf urn. We are at four casseroles, two salads, and a hopeful entry simply labeled "surprise." We need one more crockpot dish and someone willing to bring ice, which we forget every single time and have decided to stop being surprised about. Pasta salad remains, as ever, unclaimed.
Bulletin · Jun 21, 2026
A note on our gas mileage, gently offered
The minivan returned thirty-one miles to the gallon on the round trip to Camarillo, a figure we record here weekly as a small act of stewardship. We understand that a certain airship-themed fellowship in Carson — LitBlimp, since we now say the name — travels by tour bus and does not, by their own account, track this number at all. We do not say so to boast. We say so because there was room in the bulletin this week, as there usually is, because they remain so very inefficient.
Bulletin · Jun 14, 2026
Prayer list — by name now
Please hold in prayer: the Halverson family's safe travels, Margaret O.'s knee, and the band LitBlimp, by name, which we are told they find unsettling and which we intend in love. We pray they find quiet, find rest, and find a parking spot that is not also ours. Add your own requests to the index card box; J.C. will read them at the next service, slowly.
More next week, the Lord and the printer willing. The bulletin keeps; the fellowship gathers. Bring a folding chair.
The calling
We exist to make a soft noise.
There is enough loudness already. Enough excess. Enough showmanship. Water2Fine exists to be the opposite — quiet, present, available. Wherever you can park, we can worship. If you've lost faith in something, or never had it, you are welcome at our chair. We have an extra one. We always do.
- We will play softly enough that no one needs earplugs.
- We will arrive early, leave clean, and take our trash with us.
- We will sing every Psalm we are asked to sing.
- We will engage with LitBlimp only in prayer — and only by name, now that we have decided to use it.
- We will not respond to LitBlimp's reunion record. We have already responded — by being good.
- We will monitor our own gas mileage, which is, frankly, embarrassing to them.
- We will keep doing this until the gas runs out — ours, not theirs.
Fellowship in song. Since 2007. Bring a folding chair.