Oh come, let us worship and bow down;
let us kneel before the Lord, our Maker.
Psalm 95:6
I left having experienced WORSHIP, and it was POWERFUL.
Unfortunately, I didn't know what to say beyond that. I felt a strong urge to write about it. I posted on facebook that it was an experience like nothing I had ever had...but how to put that experience into WORDS?
If you Google the definition of "worship" you get:
wor·ship
ˈwərSHəp/
noun
- 1.the feeling or expression of reverence and adoration for a deity."the worship of God"
synonyms: reverence, veneration, adoration, glorification, glory, exaltation; More
verb
In the grand scheme of things, I guess that's about what I expected...a feeling...an expression.
I expected ME...MY actions...MY worship. But then, GOD.
It started much like many other worship experiences I've had: God showed up in my life in a major way to show me how much He loves me. Man...I must really take that for granted.
Earlier in the day yesterday, I posted on facebook about the C-section we have scheduled this Wednesday. I SAID I was "praising God for His goodness and sovereignty," because when I was writing the post all I could think of was the song, Good Good Father, by Chris Tomlin.
You're a good, good Father, it's who You are...it's who You are.
And then, of all the songs we could have possibly sung last night, what was the very first? Good Good Father...and I remembered, sang, and experienced the second part of the chorus:
You're a good, good Father; it's who You are...it's who You are.
And I'm loved by You; it's who I am...it's who I am.
When I posted to facebook, I knew He was a good, good Father...but I forgot that my entire identity as His child is encapsulated in the fact that I am LOVED by Him. It is WHO I AM.
He loves me...more deeply than I can ever possibly imagine..and He, the God of the entire universe, reached down to show me that by ordaining the very first song as mine.
That's not the first time that has happened to me, though, so had it ended there. It would have been like a big, fat hug from Jesus (which once again, I think I take for granted), but last night was...so much MORE.
TWO HOURS, ya'll. We spent TWO HOURS, in song and in prayer, falling at the feet of the Creator of the Universe, expressing HIS MIGHT and HIS GLORY and HIS SOVEREIGNTY.
When you do that, spend that much time laying down at the feet of God and expressing His greatness, something amazing happens: everything else ceases to matter.
That's not to say that it all disappears.
People walked in there with money problems...
People walked in there with marriage problems...
People walked in there with health issues...
People walked in with walls and strongholds...
And guess what...people walked out of the building with a lot of those same things, BUT (and it's a BIG but), spending that much time and energy in worship puts every, single one of those things into perspective.
True worship doesn't make them disappear, but it shows how scrawny and insignificant they are in light of who HE is. And that, my friends, is POWERFUL.
As I write this, it occurs to me that it's still beyond words. Every attempt I make pales in comparison to the actual thing.
I'll never be able to put it into words.
However, there is a bottom line:
No matter what you're going through, today - no matter how hard, bad, frustrating or heart-breaking - situations in your life may seem, they are no more than mere situations, and they are NOTHING in comparison to the goodness, love, and power of our God, who reigns now and forevermore.
Today, I would encourage you to take some time...however long it takes...lay your burdens at His feet, and just spend some time WORSHIPING Him and PRAISING Him for who He is, and whatever you lay down at the foot of His throne will diminish in the light of His glory.
Raise your hands. Get on your knees. Reach up to the Sky. Fall down on your face. Whatever it takes.
Today, experience worship.
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