
This past Sunday at church it was interesting.
The service was great and the Spirit moved.
Our pastor,who leads worship with music was,I felt rushing us into the presence of God.
Sometimes I feel we are in such a hurry when it begins we miss out at the important intimate time in the Most holy place.
My pastor is so notorious with that. He gets so excited he lose his place and this Sunday was of no exception.
We actually stopped playing the train wreck was so bad.
However, God prevailed.
In the worship experience,we often times lose sight of why God has called us together.
We use upbeat songs to get the congregation moving-to hurry up and get to the slow stuff in order to do the altar call or to get to that all important message from the Word so we would have time for preaching and maybe an altar call at the end.
Have we put the Holy Spirit on a schedule?
Are we in a hurry?For what?
Is the worship experience on Sunday morning the equivalent of waiting in the drive-thru at Macdonalds?
Have I and the many others in the body of Christ forgot what it means to wait in His presence?Many of us prefer the outer courts and dread the inner courts for what
The Unexpected?
A warm fuzzy glowing type feeling?
What if?
What if God showed up-
it's His house you know,and disrupted our timetable to establish His own agenda.
Do we really know how to worship in His presence or do we spend that part of the service groping in the dark?
What's with the rush hour?
Is what we bring to the Master worth the time we spend or are we wasting it for our own agenda-to please ourselves?
I'll let you answer the question.
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