I have this weird thing- I love singing to the wind, but it is more of yelling into the trees of the forest. I bare my soul before God in nature.
In the silence.
Wait, What?! I am just kidding about the naked part. But the rest I am serious. I love to play my guitar for no one else but God, I love singing for God. For me, it is an act of worship-giving glory to God; a time for me to come before The Creator to be refreshed, to leave it all on field so to speak
I use to live at a place called Wild Oak. This place is a summer camp and there is a good size meadow right outside my front door. I was just me and one other person living there, so it would not unlike me to stand in the middle of this field with my guitar playing random chord progressions and sing whatever came to mind. This was a personal time of worship and prayer
I do not live there anymore, and I miss that opportunity of playing in nature with no one around. I did not realize how much that time meant until it was gone…
So now whenever I make out to Santa Cruz, to Mission Springs; I make a point to take time to go Frontier Ranch with my guitar. I get giddy when I walk down the hill to the Ranch with the anticipation of the time I get to spend in worship. It is a time when I can be outright raw and honest with God aloud. I can literally cry, scream, yell at God. To say “God, I am here, take me. God, I am so frustrated… I praise you… God, help me… God, hold me…”
I can open my heart, soul and mind and pour it for Him. I know He knows what I am thinking and feeling, but there is something to be said about admitting it verbally that is good for my soul.
So why am telling you about how weird I think I am. Well I have been reading quite a bit about worship as of recent. And for me who is considered by some to be a worship leader, my understanding of what worship is truly limited, with room to grow in understanding. I look around and I am disturbed by the strong association of worship with musical pursuits. I strongly believe that there is much more than lyrics and music that goes into worship.
This must stop.
The skew of worship=music. If that all worship is, whoa be to me, I am good to go. But worship is so much more than music.
Worship transcend music and lyrics and permeate all aspects of our lives.
Our whole lives are worship.
Therefore, worship is a lifestyle, no, daresay, life. If we look at the bible we see countless examples of Israel “worshiping” God, hiding behind empty traditions and hollow words. And Israel was punished for that as shown by the repeated times they were exiled for falling away from God, for paying lip service to the Creator.
I am in no way innocent of living a life of empty worship. I am in a constant state of surrendering things that in my life that does not bring glory to God, that does not worship Him. I am constrained to live a life of worship that is not limited to the walls of the Church. My life of worship ought to be a witness to who God is; therefore, I must live a life that is running headlong, reckless towards Christ, like a crazy person dancing at an Opera…
~My God, I am sorry that my life is not always worshiping you. I lay myself down, and will run hard after you everyday, leaving everything on the field. Amen.