Beauty of Simple Worship

Tonight I witnessed something truly beautiful. The campus ministry, Cru, gathered in the chapel full of new faces and fresh first year students. I was running late, but when I arrived I did not feel late at all. I felt overwhelmingly welcome, included and invited in by new and old friends alike. Community is a truly beautiful privilege in life. I walk through the doors and the worship team was leading the filled room in song. There were no microphones, but we were going to lift our voices and our instruments to glorify Jesus regardless of technical difficulties. The night went on and the speaker delivered a message on the call to love Jesus and to love each other, which is a beautiful message in and of itself. However, the time came to close in song. This was when I recognized something spiritually greater than myself, while still not of its own divinity. In this time I experienced the biblical meaning of church. Again we stood to lift up the name of God. I closed my eyes, for I did not need to see to experience the beauty of the moment. I was expecting to have a personal worship experience in these songs, but that soon was drowned out by the beauty of group worship. During the songs each and every voice sang to the glory of God, so much so that even those without tonally pleasing voices contributed to the beautiful singular voice that seemed to rise out of the chapel and burst into the heavens. I could no longer hear my own voice in the midst of it all, but heard the beautiful sound that was created by every voice combined. I heard the eagerness and longing of the church, expectantly waiting on the Lord.

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  1. I apologize for leaving out my name in the title of this blog. The title should read "Emily Munson, Beauty of Simple Worship".

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