Today in church there was a time during the service that at one point in my life I would have called a “sweet time of worship” or maybe even a “moving of the Spirit”. In those days I attended a church whose youth group was “on fire for the Lord”. They were also sometimes characterized as “prayer warriors”. We put on awesome worship services, full of deeply passionate worship and fervent prayer. Then we went out from there and lived like the devil during the week days.
So today in church I found myself feeling almost nothing. It’s not to say that I didn’t believe the words we were using to describe God. Nor would I say that from time to time I don’t turn on music in the car and sing out God’s praises. I’ve just found myself being skeptical. Perhaps even jaded by my experiences. I find my intellect arguing with itself. Are these times in church just a big manufactured hoopla or am I just being a desensitized oaf? I wouldn’t dare to judge the motives or spiritual states of the people in my church, this is more an introspective journey.
Does this resonate with anyone or am I being daft?