While riding home from evangelism this week I heard something beautiful said that really stuck with me- humans were made to worship.
Just hearing this made sense. When at a football game or a concert, we are so fast to throw our hands up, sing, or yell at the tv. We are able to do all of that without a second thought or hesitation. Why is that so normal, but raising my hands at church isn’t super easy for me? Why can I be fully decked up head to toe for a concert or game, why can I scream my heart out when I see my favorite band, but when praising the Lord I only give 75%? When I took the time to think about why I lived that way, fear of man was a big factor in my ‘why’. I’ve learned so much in the short two weeks I’ve been here about my own faith and walk with the Lord, and it was prevalent to me that my version of worship wasn’t aimed towards praising the king. Worship should be to praise Him and give him adoration and love, no matter who’s watching.
This week we had the opportunity to get baptized during a revival night we had (revival nights are like huge worship parties basically where we spend hours in worship- its awesome and I love these nights!)
In the past, anytime baptisms were brought up I never really gave it a second thought, but this time it was different. I couldn’t get that thought out of my head that maybe this was something I should do. To be really honest, I didn’t have a real reason not to, other than my fear of man. I didn’t want it to be a big attention thing where all eyes would be on me. I talked to a few people about this fear and I was always met with love. I was reminded multiple times of the fact that I should be living for an audience of one, and that really changed my perspective. Why did I care so much about others’ opinions on my faith? My faith is only about my relationship with the Father. So after praying on it a lot I decided to get rebaptized! For me, it represented the washing off of my sins and stepping into my new life built on Christ! Even though it took lots of prayer and time to sit and ask God about this, the Holy Spirit was able to speak to me through my friends and squadmates about this next step in my faith walk. I wouldn’t have been able to get over my fear of man without lots of prayer and help from God. I’ve always struggled with worrying about what others might think, but there’s no use to that. I can only control what I say, do, and worship, and I’ll choose the Lord anytime, any day.
Thank you guys for caring and walking alongside me through this journey!!
