I’ve had so many good thoughts since our Christmas Musical a week ago. We sang our hearts out for the Lord as we gathered to remember and celebrate the birth of our Dear Savior, God’s Most Precious Gift the world would ever know.
Since that blessed worshipful experience I’ve considered, how do you explain worship to someone who has never experienced God intimately through His Spirit filling to completion the soul that dwells within? My words are inadequate to describe the wonder, the joy, the expectation and the living hope that soars as all other thoughts fade away and He alone comes into focus. Precious, Oh so precious, is the gift of worship.
I think of the scriptures, Revelation 3:20, and John 14:23 which say a very similar thing. In Revelation Jesus said, “Behold, I stand at the door and knock: if any man hear my voice, and opens the door, I will come in to him, and will sup (dine) with him, and he with Me.” In John Jesus states, “If a man love me, he will keep My Words: and My Father will love him, and make our abode with him.”
When we enter into relationship with Jesus as our Lord and Savior, He dwells with us, He communes with us, He feeds and fills us beyond completion, to the overflowing of His Love. From time to time, when we set all other things aside intentionally to enter into worship which is full engagement to honor Him, an amazing thing happens. The One on Whom we wait with the greatest anticipation appears in the form of His overflowing Spirit and for that time all else fades away and we bask in His presence. We are drawn to the awesomeness of Him and the gifts of peace and joy are in HIs presence alone, not to be found in any other.
During the musical, I was deeply moved by seeing my 3 children (my daughter, son, and grandson) sitting on the front row. Beside them sat a dear friend who recently lost her son. The truth of the powerful words we sang rang out to embrace all who would open their hearts to them. These are some of the words that gave wings to my heart as I opened my mouth to sing, “Gracious bond of earth and sky, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth; Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Ris’n with healing in His Wings. Hark! The herald angel sing, Glory to the newborn king.”
No truer words have ever been penned for song and the hope on which my heart soared as I sang with all of these precious loved ones in sight is forever worth sharing though my words cannot do justice to the glory in that moment of worship. “Born that man no more may die!” My children, my friends, my friends’ precious son who is no longer in our midst was given the hope of life through Jesus Christ God’s Son and mankind has never been without hope since! What a precious and glorious gift… worship, worship, worship the Prince!
Good thoughts to warm us on a cold Winter morning before the sun begins to peek through the sky.