At my church’s Sunday gathering, the preacher and everyone leading the service sits on the stage facing the congregation.
In the past, I’ve been tempted to wonder if they’re really
worshipping, or just looking around. Doesn’t someone who is really
worshipping close his eyes, put up his hands, and wear an expression of
rapture?
At least that’s what I wondered until it was me sitting on stage,
looking at the congregation. When the singing begins, I’m beholding
God’s people praise God.
And it’s unbelievable!
WHAT I BEHOLD
Some eyes are closed and some are open. Some hands are raised and
some are not. But the posture of their bodies is not the point.
We’re singing the sixteenth century words of “A Mighty Fortress,” and
I notice a woman who was recently assaulted now sing with all her might
of a “bulwark never failing.” Continue at Jonathan Leeman
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