The idea came in the summer. I listened to "Clear the Stage" again and wanted so badly to rid our Verge stage of the band, the lights, the hands lifted out of obligation. When did worship become a show for the audience, the people still trying to hold the pieces of their lives together?
Worship has always intrigued me. We sing a song about our condition, throw God's name in the mix, and it's considered worshipful. We make a bulletin, a schedule for how we'll learn about God in an hour, and it's called a worship service.
I can meet God in these places, but it becomes mundane and tends to harden the shell of my heart. In the Bible I read about God's idea of worship and people that both failed and succeeded to do it His way. Worship is in music and outside of it. Worship is in service and so much more than that. My mind starts planning for Celebration Week, for the months ahead, for my career. The organizing and thinking takes a toll and I'm overwhelmed with headaches and the feeling of my walls closing me in. I forget to yield my heart to Him.
The one that saved me from death wants my singing, my service, my schedule and plan. I look to Him and say, "Take Celebration Week, these months and years ahead. They're for Your use."
It's there that I worship.
I take what He gave me, all that I have, and proclaim that it's His.