During our mid-week youth group, we had what we called an Agape feast. Agape means love; we were celebrating God's love for us, our love for Him, and our friendships with each other. We were sitting around tables, and after we ate we worshiped. I was sitting awkwardly in the front facing everyone, so when we stood up to worship I was able to see everyone's expressions.
I couldn't help but smile.
Seeing your closest friends giving themselves over to worship a God you both believe in might be one of the coolest sights ever. One of the songs we sang was "Beautiful Things." It's probably my favorite worship song.
It gives me shivers every time.
I've heard Americans are pretty low-key worshippers. Laid back, quiet, maybe even just plain lazy. Whatever you want to say, I'm not sure we know how to give our all over to God. I mean, worship can be anything you're doing to praise God. Worship can be through singing, playing an instrument, or serving in a soup kitchen. For me, writing blogs about God is a form of worship.
My first year at teen camp was probably the first time I had ever felt worship. As a little seventh grader, it also might have been one of the most terrifying experiences I had ever had. The music was loud enough to wake the dead. You know the type that you can feel inside your chest? There were flashing lights, and when the performers took the stage all of these teenagers rushed forward and threw their hands in the air praising God.
I guess my point is that I'm looking forward to seeing how the El Salvadorians worship. I'm guessing we're going to be the "awkward Americans" standing off to the side. I hope I feel like I can participate. It'll probably be scary, but there's obviously going to be a lot of "change." It's going to be exciting to hear the songs we sing in church every week sung in a Spanish.
Usted hace cosas hermosas, usted hace las cosas bellas del polvo. Usted hace cosas hermosas, usted hace las cosas bellas de nosotros.
How do you worship?
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