Ever find yourself singing in church during worship wondering how you sound? Worrying about if people will think you sound bad? Sadly, I have. And I have a feeling I’m not the only one.
To many of us being a worshipper means: you have to have perfect pitch, hit all the notes and look good while doing it.
God has been challenging this in my heart, and I believe
He wants to challenge this in yours as well.
During prayer times God has been speaking to me about my identity as a worshipper. When I heard God speak this I quickly began to doubt: “but I can’t really play an instrument, I’m not a singer, I don’t know what I am doing. God I will worship you, but not too loud for others to judge, not on a stage, not if I’m the only one singing out.”
I added my own conditions to what God wanted of me,
and He took me into the red light district to shatter them.
Every Saturday a group of us head into the red light district of Tijuana, Mexico for a prayer walk. We walk through the streets, we pray, we bring the joy and hope of the Father to people, we love on the lost, we go in, worshipping in the midst of darkness.
It is in this place that I’ve found my voice.
Each time we go we bring a guitar, we sing out worship songs wherever we feel led to stop. We sing out and declare hope in a place that has stopped hoping for anything but the reality it sees. Beyond the specific worship songs we sing, we have been having times of spontaneous worship. As we worshipped, something changed within me, I no longer cared how I sounded or what people would think of my voice, I simply sang out the songs and phrases that God put on my heart to declare and it was liberating. It is liberating to not be held back by a fear of man, but to fully give myself to be a worshipper of God, whatever that looks like. Singing out in worship, I almost forgot I was in the middle of a red light district; I was caught up in the glory of the Lord.
Someone once gave me the word undignified worship. And this is something that I have been working towards. Being able to worship unhindered by what others may think, to worship in ways that others may deem lacking in dignity, but to do it knowing that all that matters is I give my all to my King. Regardless of whatever musical talents we have, what we look like, or how our voice sounds: we are called to worship God with all that we have.
King David sets this example for us. In 2 Samuel 6:
“David, wearing a linen ephod, danced before the Lord with all of his might while he and the entire house of Israel brought up the ark of the Lord with shouts and the sounds of trumpets.”
David, almost naked, dances before the Lord with all of his might. When one of his wives despises him for it he speaks out:
“I will celebrate before the Lord. I will become even more
undignified than this, and I will be humiliated in my own eyes.”
This is the place we need to get to. A place where we are so in love with the Lord, and unhindered by what others may think. A place where we stop taking things so serious. A place where we find our voice and sing out the songs that the Lord puts on our hearts, regardless of if we are singing in the right key or not. A place where we dance wildly before our King.
Want to join me
in undignified worship?