I asked myself a question while singing along with our amazing worship team at Cross Point’s 10th Anniversary service a couple Sundays back…
Why am I singing?
Because I want to hear my amazing harmony efforts? (emphasis on ‘efforts’)
Because everyone else is singing?
What if I’m caught on camera? I’d look like a boob if I’m just standing here.
Have I come to “Worship”?
I believe God was in the Municipal Auditorium that Sunday. But did God experience worship of Him…or of me?
Over and over, laced in between each line of every song, I heard the words “Let Go”. Let go of…
Let go of you, Tam, and take hold of Me. That beautiful lyric you’re singing about how great I am…Do you believe it or are you too preoccupied to soak the truth of those words in with a grateful heart, in spirit and truth?
God challenged me big time that Sunday. He deserves my worship!
It isn’t a question of did I experience a worshipful moment, but did God experience worship of Him?
Why do you sing? Do you ever struggle with focus and the heart behind your song?