"holy spirit, you are welcome here, come flood this place and fill the atmosphere" were the first words that came into my head this morning, as I stood in the front of the church, practicing music for today's service. little did I know, it was about to come true. it was so amazing to see a small Mennonite congregation, in a white church, some singing songs that they had never heard in their life, but at the same time, you knew. you knew that God was there too, singing those songs from the bottom of his heart, loving every minute of worship and seeing his people.
but in that moment, I learned something. seeing fellow believers worshiping right along with me made me realize that worship isn't just about the songs that you sing. it's not about how good or how meaningful the sermon was on any given Sunday. it's not about whether or not the service went as planned. it's about who the worship and praise is going to. I think sometimes we forget that church is a time to worship and to give praise, and instead we get caught up in the other side of things... business and maintenance. but, in reality, you can worship anywhere. just like Jesus did, because he didn't always have a church. he praised God and worshiped on the mountains, in the streets, and even in the homes of tax collectors. I think that's what we should do too.
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