So wouldn’t you know that the second half of yesterday’s devotion came up this morning in my memories from 2018. It aroused my thinking and I decided to send this one out again also! ….
I woke up Labor Day morning [2018] at 3 AM with a series of questions flowing through my mind about our Majestic and Powerful LORD. I listed all but one of those questions in yesterday’s devotion. The one I omitted, “When was the last time you went to a church service that left you uncomfortable, shaken or maybe even afraid?”
Suddenly, as I thought about that question, a host of others began to form. When was the last time church was anything more than routine or ordinary?
When was the last time we allowed God to move in ways unexplainable?
When was the last time we gave permission for the Spirit of God to deluge us with Rivers of Living Water?
When was the last time a church service made us want to both draw nearer and at the same time run away with all our might?
I yearn to see an exuberance in the people of God. I yearn to hear of preachers so over-powered by the presence of God that they cannot continue but fall under the glory of God beside their pulpits. I yearn to see worship leaders and musicians so consumed with the wonder of God that they abandon their planned program and begin to join with heavenly choirs in worship of God.
Are we really satisfied with the same-old, same-old? Or are we just comfortable keeping God inside our own expectations?
I want to see the fullness of God’s glory – even knowing that I will be undone by it. I want God to move in power among us, even if that power unnerves me and causes me to tremble in fear. I want all of God in our midst, not some handicapped, impotent, deity that neither challenges me nor changes me. That is what I pray for.
