A few years ago, my youngest son said one of the most impacting things I’ve ever heard.
We were talking about being musical, and he insisted he didn’t want to sing or play an instrument–or take music lessons of any kind!
Reluctantly, I realized his interests and talents were different than mine, so I just smiled and nodded. But then he added something so profound, I still think about it all these years later.
He said, “Mom, I don’t like to sing or want to play an instrument, but I love worship.”
His statement took me by surprise and really challenged me.
Can I, too, love worship without singing or playing an instrument?
Jesus answered this question best the day He sat down by a well and began a conversation with a Samaritan woman. Take a look:
The woman said to Him, “Sir, I perceive that You are a prophet. Our fathers worshiped on this mountain, and you Jews say that in Jerusalem is the place where one ought to worship.”
Jesus said to her, “Woman, believe Me, the hour is coming when you will neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem, worship the Father. You worship what you do not know; we know what we worship, for salvation is of the Jews. But the hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”
The woman said to Him, “I know that Messiah is coming” (who is called Christ). “When He comes, He will tell us all things.”
Jesus said to her, “I who speak to you am He.” (John 4:19-26 NKJV)
We know what we worship. We worship the ONE who took our sins to the cross, suffered, died and was placed in a tomb, only to RISE AGAIN!
Even as I type, my soul worships the Living God. Without music. Without song.
Oh, the lessons we learn from little boys who don’t want to take music lessons of any kind, but who love worship just the same!
And what beautiful lessons we learn from Jesus, the Messiah, who spoke to a woman considered unworthy by the world.
I don’t ever want to limit my worship of God to playing the keyboard and singing. I want to worship from the depths of my heart and soul, in Spirit and in Truth.
I’ll close today with a few lyrics I wrote many, many years ago. Yes, it’s a bit ironic that I share a song. But I pray the words will bless your heart as you discover what worship truly is.
If I never again could write a song of praise
If I could never sing another note
If I never again could make a joyful sound
If I could never sing a love song to You
Still, my heart would long for You
Still, my soul would cry out
Still, my praise would reach Your ear
Jesus, I worship You…
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