Have you ever had one of those moments when you’re completely overwhelmed?
Tonight was one of those nights.
As I entered into Jesus’ presence at All Campus Worship in Foellinger Auditorium, surrounded by a thousand other people, God spoke to me. We weren’t even into the third song, but God met me. As I stood in my aisle seat toward the front, I took in the people who were surrounding me. My gaze was met with an African-American man sweating as he sang and danced on stage. I saw Asian-Americans standing in front of me, their eyes closed and bodies erect worshipping God. In the front row I noticed a red-headed girl using her hands to sign American Sign Language accompanying the words she was already singing from her mouth. Two rows back from her, a white girl with dark hair held both of her hands above her head, making big sweeping motions as she sang to her Savior. To the right of me, several students in wheelchairs sang with their heads tilted back in worship.
And God said to me, “
Tonight I realized that I was experiencing my last All Campus Worship as a college student. With that realization, it caused me to think back to when I was a freshman experiencing All Campus Worship for the first time. Three and a half years ago, I would have looked out on the crowd that I saw tonight and I would have thought that the African-American man was too enthusiastic in his worship. I would have seen those Asian-Americans as too solemn in their worship of God. The white girl waving her arms I would have thought was just trying to draw attention to herself while I was trying to focus on Jesus.
My attitude in these judgments reflected my attitude towards God. Then, I saw Him as a Creator who demanded worship in a particular way—my way, to be exact—in order for Him to receive the worship that we gave. Now, that critical, legalistic perspective which limited my own worship of God in so many ways has been replaced with humility, joy and love. As I took in the variety of expressions of worship tonight, I was reminded of God’s redeeming work in me.
Earlier this week I read in the book of Luke when Jesus is addressing the Pharisees and His disciples, “For indeed, the
God desires to bring all of His creation back to Himself. He has redeemed my judgmental heart and He is still redeeming it and will continue to do so until every piece of it is under the full authority and reign of Jesus. In the same way that God is redeeming us, He is redeeming our worship. He desires our worship to reflect what He originally intended it to be—glimpses of how He has designed us. African-American, Asian-American, Caucasian. Hands raised, eyes closed, feet dancing. We are made in the image of God and we reflect His glory. For indeed, the