Pondering
Yesterday, I was pondering how at no moment in my life have I felt as much joy as during those times when I have been fully engaged in worship to my Lord. Communing with Him and expressing my love for Him is so special and intimate and perfect that I can’t fully describe it.
Then I began to consider how wonderful it is to be worshipping the Lord in the fellowship of other sold out believers who will abandon all to give God praise. How beautiful that must be to the Lord.
The thought crossed my mind, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could hand-pick the people with whom I wanted to be in a worship service?” Several people immediately came to mind. I pictured us all in a room together lifting our hands, dancing, bowing, singing, shouting, crying – expressing our love to the Lord in all the ways that we repeatedly read about in the Bible. “Wouldn’t that be incredible?” I asked Tim. “Can you imagine worshipping God with only the people whom you knew would be really worshipping Him, too?” The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.
And then I began to consider how much more wonderful and how much more indescribable it will be when we are worshipping God in heaven. Every person will be worshipping Him to their fullest. No paralysis will keep anyone from dancing with joy. No old age will keep anyone from bowing all the way down in adoration. No distraction will tempt anyone from focusing on the King. All honor and praise and glory and adoration will be the Lord’s, and I am excited to one day be a part of it.
Until that day comes, I am thoroughly enjoying giving God praise and adoration while I am here on this earth.
1 Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
2 Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before Him with joyful songs.3 Know that the Lord is God.
It is He who made us, and we are His;
we are His people, the sheep of His pasture.4 Enter His gates with thanksgiving
and His courts with praise;
give thanks to Him and praise His name.5 For the Lord is good and His love endures forever;
His faithfulness continues through all generations.– Psalm 100:1-5