I always thought heaven sounded really boring. I grew up going to a big church, and any time they held a family service where kids stayed in the main gathering instead of peeling off to Sunday School, I was bored to death. Worship was slow and long and I had to hold very, very still (American churches services tend to be a bit of a snooze, but we mean well). Sometimes at the end of service, the worship leader would say something along the lines of how excited they were to ‘worship like that for the rest of eternity in heaven’. I was panicked. I have to hold still and recite lyrics from an overhead projector for the REST OF ETERNITY?!
Then one time, laying on my back in the grass, star-gazing, I had my first experience truly worshiping. I was in junior high and it was the last night of summer camp. Someone on staff with an acoustic guitar was playing songs and prompting us to reflect on the past week. Shooting stars raced across the moody black sky and I felt in such awe of creation. My heart felt like it could burst.
I loved all the psalms today and felt connected back to the times I felt like I was truly engaged in praising God.
“Shout with joy to the Lord, all the earth! Worship the Lord with gladness. Come before him, singing with joy. Acknowledge that the Lord is God! He made us, and we are his. We are his people, the sheep of his pasture.” 100:1-3
We are his. We are not our jobs, titles, roles, appearances, successes, failures, sinful tendencies, number on the scale, addictions or talents. We are sheep in God’s pasture, being taken care of by the Good Shepherd. He protects us, feeds us, knows us and loves us. Shout with joy to the Lord because of this and worship him with gladness!
What do you have to sing about with joy from today? Regular worship is like muscle that needs to be exercised. Start now!