"Not called!'" did you say? "Not heard the call," I think you should say. Put your ear down to the Bible, and hear Him bid you go and pull sinners out of the fire of sin. Put your ear down to the burdened, agonized heart of humanity, and listen to its pitiful wail for help.

Go stand by the gates of hell, and hear the damned entreat you to go to their father's house and bid their brothers and sisters and servants and masters not to come there.

Then look Christ in the face ~whose mercy you have professed to obey ~ and tell Him whether you will join heart and soul and body and circumstances in the march to publish His mercy to the world.

~William Booth


Monday, July 22, 2013

~genuine

Today I had the incredible privilege of witnessing the most genuine worship I have ever seen. As hard as I try, there are no words to express it. The pictures don’t do it justice, and even the video cannot capture the power of God that was evident in the courtyard at the AOJ school today.


We spent time in Parramos this morning, where our team did a skit and sang a few songs. The students then continued on, and entered into their own time of precious worship. I started as an onlooker, but was quickly drawn to worship along with them. As the music began, before our eyes, the students were transformed. They entered, body and soul, in to a time of worship like I have never experienced before. Hands lifted. Hearts lifted in praise and adoration of God. I have always suspected that these students knew about God. Knew about a greater being. But I never realized that they got it… like really “got it.” They got the relational side of God. These students, some as young as 4 and 5 years old, know God. They know that He is great and greatly to be praised. I get the sense that they understand Gods great love for them, and just how deserving He is of their everything… a lesson I am still learning. I am truly amazed by His grace… by his goodness. My heart is overwhelmingly full. There are no words to express.

I watched these children express their love towards God. Perhaps it overwhelms me because of the times in my life when I have questioned my own love for Him. I mean, I have known Him for many, many years. I have served Him for many years. But even still, sometimes I question my love for Him. I wonder how I can question that, but I do.

Despite my own doubts, my own failures and my own insecurities, I still cling to what I know is His perfect love for me. He loves me. Oh how He loves me. Oh how He loves me.
~cr

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