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Topic: Worship (corporate) (10/04/07)
- TITLE: He came to me
By Jairo Bejarano
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We get into the church, some people always wear neat and live colors, we just wear something casual, the music start, everybody stand up, 2 big screen show beautiful pictures and the lyrics.
Music gets in my ears and pass by my brain and finally get the objective... my heart, after 5 minute I feel wet my face, my body is shaking, I start to look around me, the big guy next to me is like me, big tears comes out from his eyes, he rise up his arms, it is amazing how a guy who looks strong and aggressive is crying. Over there, a woman is dancing, her smile and her sing melt in one, in the other way, a serious Guy just sings, then I see my wife, her right arm is up, her left arm is close to her waits making a perfect perpendicular line, her eyes are shining. I feel alive, I feel full of God’s glory but I know this is about feelings then the rational guy comes out, the tears stops, the magic feeling stops. Then people around me fade, the music sounds distance, only memories comes to me…
I remember how it was the first time; it was in another language, country and city. I had a headache, my mouth was dry and I could not remember what it happened the night before, just a few flashes, the lights into the bar, beautiful drink’s color, romantic music, but I couldn’t remember how I got home.
At that time, to go to church was another thing that I did for my wife, the only thing bright was my love for my wife, everything else was sunk in alcohol, Alcohol drown my senses, spirit, thoughts and rise up my arrogance.
In the church, everybody was wearing tie and formal dress. I thought, -these people looks stupid in Sunday, Sunday means party and sport, formal dress is for business-, I didn’t laugh, because of my wife.
Somebody started to play something like music, old projector wrote the lyric on a white bed sheet, everybody started to sing or something like that; with headache I couldn’t make difference. I thought, -well at least I am not stupid I did not sing-, the music got into my ears, passed by my brain and got stuck there, I felt stupid, -I have to get out, but the love for my wife once more won-. I started to watch people, a couple guys were crying, -what a stupid guys, the men never cry-, it got worse, a lady was moving her body, my wife started to cry and sing at the same time, it was the top, I asked her –are you ok? - , she looked at me and didn’t answer.
One song, another, suddenly something happened, A big tear down of my left eye, I thought -something got in my eye, but there was nothing-, another tear down of my right eye, I started to shake, I thought -this is the result of the night before- but it isn’t, there was something different, the stupid thing of people was contagious, I didn’t want to sink in it, I resisted it, but I couldn’t do it. Everybody was singing and dancing, it was impossible, this was a church, it supposed to be boring, people isn’t happy, but my heart started to pumped feelings, suddenly I saw myself singing and dancing, I was happy without one drop of alcohol, I felt drunk for the music , I wanted to keep singing, the inner and external pain was gone…
In seconds, I am listening to sing in another language, with very different people, they doesn’t looks like those who was in my memories, but they sing and shake like those, they are from different country and culture, they worship like me, then I realize why I cry and shake. Jesus’ love fills up my heart.
When we can feel God’s presence, we can explain all wonderful feelings, the stupid things becomes wonderful things, the stupid people becomes exceptional people, the mourning becomes contentment, the darkness becomes light, the tears becomes living water.
I just need to see the people as the same way as God see me every day of my life.
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