How important is worship? We hit the doors of church and for some of us worship is the very thing that draws us closer to God. Other times, if we are honest, worship becomes stale, annoying, and we wonder when the music minister will sit down and the message will start.
Music has been a part of my life since I can remember. I don’t remember my life without a song on my mind, in my heart, and poured out of my soul. The eclectic nature of my love for music has always fascinated me. I love that Jesus has given me the heart and soul for music. I hear music in the sweet songs of birds, the sway of the trees, and the thunderstorms in the middle of the night.
I always thought this love was unique or honestly a little obsessive; however, after hearing a message on Elisha in II Kings chapter 3, I am challenged to worship more. The back story, reader’s digest version, is about a country, some Kings in trouble, and possible war. They needed a word from the Lord. In this major crisis that seemed confusing and hopeless they tried all the things their forefathers tried in the past. Nothing. They needed a fresh word from the Lord. Can I get an AMEN! on the word FRESH? Have you been stale, or on the rat wheel spinning the same patterns of behavior only to dig yourself deeper into issues or despair? What worked for great-grandma, may not work for you. You need a FRESH outpouring from God.
They give up and go the man of God, a prophet, Elisha.
“But now bring me a musician. And when the musician played, the hand of the Lord came upon him. And he said, Thus says the Lord, ‘I will make this dry streambed full of pools'” II Kings 3: 15 – 16
Elisha specifically asks for music to worship God and THEN the hand of the Lord came upon him.
Are you feeling dry? Worship with the only purpose to be refreshed by the Love of Jesus. His hand will guide you.
I recently worshiped through song at a close friend’s brother’s funeral. Oh what a day of rejoicing in his resurrection, and a sad day of loss. It’s in difficult times like these that a song unites us. The worship brings forth a unity and a pointed purpose to say, “I choose to worship and offer a sacrifice of praise.”
We often look up to worship–searching for the face of God! Oh what a day of rejoicing when we will no longer look up but into the eyes of Jesus! (Anna Hebb)
Here is a song that my husband and I sang together at the funeral: When the Roll is Called Up Yonder