Raw Worship

I've currently been here in Romania for two weeks and already I see God doing new things. Recently, I've really been taking the time to seek out what The Lord says about worship and what it is suppose to look like. I did a study on worship in the Book of Exodus and it was really interesting but today during church I really began to experience worship in a new way.  

I've been praying over myself for almost a year now that I would be a worshipper. I don't mean a worship leader exactly, although if that is where The Lord leads me I will go, but that who I am would be a worshipper. 

[John 4:23-24]

"But the hour is coming, and now is when the true worshippers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth." 

I want to be a true worshipper who worships my Father in Spirit and in Truth. 

One of the many cultural differences that I am facing daily is the language barrier. Everything is in Romanian, and everyone speaks Romanian. So when I go to church, the songs are in Romanian. I already knew this before I got here, but experiencing it is different. I can't sing along. And, when I try, I mispronounce everything and end up missing words and then I don't even know what part of the song we are singing anymore. So, I usually just pray while everyone else sings along to the worship songs. Today though, instead of praying, I began singing my own song to The Lord. And I realized, that was me worshipping in spirit and in truth. I wasn't bound to the lyrics of a song that I knew. I was singing from my heart about who God was and I was able to tell Him how much I love Him from my heart, not from song lyrics.  It wasn't lip service. It was worship. I'm not saying corporate worship to songs we all know and sing along together are bad, but I think that it can definitely become a comfort zone. There is something so completely beautifully about singing your very own song of love and awe to Jesus. It is more beautiful than eloquent words that rhyme and flow.  It is raw, unvarnished, truth. It is worship. 

I feel a stirring happening in the body of Christ. Where we step out from platforms and we truly become vulnerable with our Father. Where our worship is sincere and from our hearts. Where music and lyrics don't matter. Where all that truly matters is who Christ is and how deserving He is of all glory, honor, and praise.

 The hour is coming.

 Now is when.

 Arise Worshippers.