Here Is Our Worship

"Look at this God we serve ..."

TO SEEK HIM is to worship Him. To worship is to listen as much as it is to offer words of praise and adoration. For in worship, He is near to us, within us and around us. Psalm 139 says He compasses us. I love this image and meditate on it often at bedtime. Even when my eyes are closed and my brain has shut off, He is around me, and I am in His secret place. Hebrews says He never leaves us or forsakes us. That we would ever consider this, and I’ve done so, I’ve felt like He was far away, should be foreign to us. The God of heaven and earth became human in order to die and prove to us life was greater. His breaths ended, His body torn apart, death conquered, but life overcame it three days later.

Truth is, He was alive in spirit all that time. He never died spiritually, never suffered at the devil’s hands. Are you kidding me? He is King now. He was King at that moment. It was His physical death that was required and not for His sins but for ours. The Spirit of God upon Him, the Breath of the Father, lifted up and carried off the weight (Isaiah 53:4?). But to bring life again to His flesh was the crown of it all, and in this, we can see His will for us. What He demonstrated for Himself was what He demonstrated to us. Look at this God we serve, above death, able to resurrect the physical and remake the spiritual. Nothing is impossible to Him.

Here is our worship. That we serve, not a God of anger and violence, nor a critical God, tapping His toe at our failures, but that He is the fullness of love, the completion of truth, the wonder of faithfulness. He is Father, Brother, Lover, and Friend. He is the bridegroom before His death and the Lamb of God after. It is the marriage supper of the Lamb in Revelation, and each of us is cherished by Him, as a bride who is held and adored. I suspect we won’t get the picture of this until we see Him face-to-face and experience heaven, but how much more this raises our hopes.

His beauty we see. Our beauty He soaks in. He looks at us, not seeing where we fail, but where we smile, when we laugh, and what we have created. From our children to our talents to our strange quirks. He has His own human nature. What is beautiful to us, beyond words, His Jewishness, if you will, and His humanity, that He is the oldest of His siblings, that He makes friends of those who the Father chose for Him in His lifetime, fishermen, zealots, Pharisees, tax collectors, is but a mirror of ourselves. From where we are planted and have grown on His earth, we turn our faces to the Son and soak in all He has created for us, in us, to us, and see Him as God, the Son of God, the Son of Man, and the power that fades death into nothing for all who will believe Him.

“But for you who fear My name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings, and you will go out and leap like calves from the stall.” (Malachi 4:2 BSB)

Hear Stephen McWhirter sing “More Than Anything.”

Hear Brandon Lake sing “Daddy’s DNA.”

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Suzanne D. Williams, Author
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