They were on their knees, raising their hands to an all-powerful God-- knowing how much they needed him. They were beautiful.
Goosebumps covered my arms and I found myself shivering involuntarily. What was going on with me? It wasn't like I'd never seen worship before. I wasn't a stranger to chapel-- not chapel in my school. What was going on?
Let's back tack...
Wednesdays we have chapel at my school. High school has it first period and the junior high has it second and third periods. The seventh and eighth graders have it second and the fifth and sixth graders have chapel third. Allison was asked to give chapel to the middle schoolers(it was amazing, by the way) and I asked my chemistry teacher to get out of class so I could hear her speak. At the beginning of third period I sneaked into the fifth and sixth grade chapel and stood in the back while worship started. Lilia led worship and it was beautiful.
So why the goosebumps?
As I sang and worshipped God, I couldn't help but notice all the kids jumping up and down for joy in front of me. The fast-paced songs incited their joy, but as soon as the music shifted to a slower song, the kids adjusted accordingly. Before I knew it, I saw many of them falling to their knees, their hands raised, crying out to God. This wasn't just one or two students... the majority of them stood or knelt there with hands completely extended towards heaven.
I couldn't help thinking back to when I was in fifth grade. Yeah, I loved God... but I wasn't desperately passionate for him. I began wondering what would have been different if I had found that passion earlier on... I wondered if they realized how unique they were.
I soon found my eyes watering, and before long, I was dabbing at my eyes...
How many years had I wasted thinking that my Christian faith was simply an accessory for life? How many years had I wasted by trying to compartmentalize my faith?
It was a beautiful thing... watching the hearts of these children, desperate for God.
Blessed are those who thirst and hunger for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
I have no doubt in my mind that these students will be filled.
They will see God...
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