(Job 1:20 ESV)
Tomorrow is the Lords day and most of us will rise , shower put on our neat cloths , then put on our shiny happy face , sing and clap our hands , nod our heads , exit the door and thank the preacher for his wonderful sermon.
When the world accuses the Church of being full of hypocrites , of putting on false a face , then what I just described is the worse offense. Admitting we are sinners and when we gather on Sunday , to sing the Lord praises ,hear His word preached and receive the Lord's supper , we by our gathering acknowledge we are vile,wretched sinners who need a Saviour. Yes we should be being transformed but sin will still persist till we go to be with the Lord.
But what if we were real. What if we are not having a good day , a good week, month or year. If life has thrown you into a furnace you do not know what to do , disease has afflicted you , life has turned hard . Perhaps you are struggling within with doubt,sin etc...
How would we be accepted if we acted like Job . Job had lost everything and what is his attitude, he tore his cloths,shaved his head and he worshiped . He worshiped not in a sing song , pretending its all good , but it was a worship formed in the blues. He worshiped , even amid grief and loss. There was no put on , fake smile ....he cried out to God in truth .
God does is not want our mask , He knows our hearts . When we do not allow worship in the blues to take place , the we are truly being a hypocrite . One of the problems is modern worship music , it does not allow for a time of reflection , repentance or the blues.
So as you get up this morning if its been a tough day,week or month , do not feel wrong . Cry out to God , run to Christ and be honest . Do not be afraid of worshiping in the blues. God will meet you there.
1 comment:
I relate very strongly to Job. My favourite parts of that book are not only his questions to God but, more importantly, God's answers. My closest moments to God are when I'm singing the blues. Not because I become more worshipful and full of piety but because He pours out His spirit in me, even stronger. Even if I am struggling, weighed down and unable to go on, He makes known to me His presence stronger than any of my feeble attempts can muster up. I truly know, at those moments, what "The joy of the Lord is my strength" means. For it is His joy that gives me strength. Love you, Mrs Reg
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