Worship during music was incredible this past Sunday. Voices were loud, hands were raised, tears fell, knees were bowed, and hearts were being changed.
I love mornings like that.
However, worship is more than Sunday mornings. It’s more than singing. It’s more than a day.
I’ve been reading The Air I Breathe by Louie Giglio. He writes:
Worship is a verb. Or so says Robert Webber. I think he’s right. Practically speaking, worship is always a verb. Worship is something you do. Worship is something you watch, contrary to the thinking many of us have who attend church… But here’s a news flash for you. Worship isn’t something you attend, like a movie or a concert. Worship is something you enter into with all your might.
Our worship HAS to be more than singing. What does your worship look like in the private moments of your day? Your week? If Sundays were book covers, and the weekdays were chapters in a book, would your cover be misleading or would it accurately describe what’s written on the inside?
Think about these things as you work, play, eat, and rest. Let this Sunday be a continuation of your worship.
Here are the songs for this Sunday:
