I have been thinking a lot lately about what worship means to me and more importantly, what it means to God. I think He’s extremely pleased to hear the worship of His children, young and old. I love hearing the “worship team”, whether one person or a choir singing old hymns or contemporary music, but I think God also relishes hearing the fellowship singing with heartfelt praise in response to the worship team’s leading. I get a little worried when all I can hear is the team in front of me and no one around me. We are all worshippers!
At the church I came from in Colorado, there was a man who usually sat somewhere near me close to the back in a room that seated hundreds of people. He was an enthusiastic and bold singer with a beautiful voice but marched to the beat of a different drummer. I loved it, but several people were bothered. I was so happy one day when during the sermon the pastor encouraged people to sing out with exuberant praise with no worry about those around them. And to those who were bothered, “don’t complain, look around, and give dirty looks to them.” They are praising God!
Sing to God, sing praises to his name; lift up a song to him who rides through the deserts; his name is the Lord; exult before him! Psalm 68:4