I absolutely love the praise and worship portion of a church service. Music has always been the key to reaching deep for me. One day I was sitting in service listening and singing along, but just not feeling it. That emotional pick me up that made my spirits soar was missing.
Then there was the sermon, which did nothing for me. It fell flat and seemed to just crawl by me in the aisle. Had the pastor lost his touch? Did he not realize that this was all too preachy sounding?
When I got home, I called my mom and told her how disappointed I was. I felt that the message should always hit like a direct arrow. She listened, but she did not hear what I had to say. I was talking church and that fell on deaf ears. I began to feel as if everyone had let me down, including God.
Feeling still spiritually void, needing my Sunday pick me up, I pulled out one of my many favorite Christian Magazines that our church provides. I randomly opened the magazine and the title read “It’s Not All About You.” This caused me to stop and take inventory. I was treating church as if it was a Sunday sporting event; expecting a touchdown or a home-run. I wanted that feeling you get when your team wins the game.
Since when is every single service all about me? An even better question is when is church my personal pep rally. It’s not. In fact we are supposed to be there in fellowship, not selfishness. This is not to say that we are not to go to church hopping the message reaches us and answers our questions or prayers. We should always come expectantly. Church is about Praise and Worship, not “What can you do for me today, God.”
This means we are to be thankful, glorifying His name and studying His word. That we are to give Him the respect He deserves, to bow down and praise Him with our whole hearts.
This was a humbling experience. It taught me that ‘It is not all about me’ it’s about God and it’s about accepting Christ. Is the message sometimes a perfect hit personally, of course. This is often the Holy Spirit moving in us. It is also a reminder that we are not the only people in the church. The message that did not lift us up may have touched someone else and moved them to accept Christ. Personally it gave me reason to pause and ponder the question: ‘Who am I to be so selfish as to deny God that intimate moment to reach someone other than me?’