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?
I spent a fair amount of time today traveling the the interstates around and between Cincinnati, Monroe and Columbus. It was pretty much like one long worship session in my car. I must admit to you that the title of this blog could go anywhere; indeed it would probably take 136,428 blogs to fully convey all the ways I am in awe of the Creator, but I wanted to hone in on the specific way of awe that filled my day today. The trees!!! Like a corridor of color did the trees surround my travels along the highway! Have I mentioned loving fall? This is one of the reasons. I am simply in awe of the God we serve and the majestic ways He put his signature on creation! It’s as if the whole of Autumn screams, “HEY THERE IS A GOD, WORSHIP HIM!!!” It helped to be immersed in such music as the album “Singalong” by Phil Wickham and some other stuff by Hillsong United and Jesus Culture to inspire the worship. At one point I realized I was behaving very much like the double rainbow guy as I couldn’t help but laugh at the beauty of God’s creation. I cannot help but worship and adore our God. I realize this blog is certainly not one of my best literary pieces, nay it is more like a rant– but a positive rant at that!
As I stared at these trees, I found myself pondering and learning another lesson. Even the very trees speak to us of Calvary. They die and as they do they turn red (symbolic of Christ’s blood that covers our sin). They are dead for a season, in the tomb of winter. But then, when it seems like they might be gone forever there is life springing forth! This is nature’s witness to you. Christ lived, was crucified, buried and did rise again! All for you and your sin. He rose again so He could live in you!
Oh how I love Autumn!