People have gotten bolder with their display of love. It stems from the fact that shame does not stand a chance before passion.
A Muslim man on a train in India goes on his knees, bowing down to the ground and prays despite the stares of his fellow travellers.
40,000 feet above the ground, another man gets comfortable into his yoga position and meditates as curious passengers and air-hostesses watch.
A Jewish Rabbi at the airport in Paris, stands facing the direction to Jerusalem, rapidly rocking his body back and forth reading the Torah loud enough for the passersby to hear.
Two lovers lost in each other’s arms at the centre of Downtown, Toronto in full public view with a man shouting at them to get a room as he passes by.
Then consider the church today.
We march to the church as if we are at a funeral – ashamed to let go as if we are too dignified to be free; before our Father and King.
Then we wonder why God holds back from visiting us.
We do not run to Him like a child yet we expect Him to rush to us like a mighty wind.
We do not bow in surrender, lift our hands in oh so much wonder, or even move our feet an inch off the ground in awe.
We let our dignity override our passion for Jesus.
Do our actions, expressions, emotions speak about our love that we proudly proclaim to have?
By visiting God once a week, we have alienated ourselves from the intimacy we need to have with God; so much so that we feel like strangers in a public setting on a Sunday.
Next time you go to worship, let’s try to remember the verse in Mark 10:15, “Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.“
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It is time for another upper room experience – a time for the rushing wind. Where people’s opinion or mockery is washed away in God’s outpouring. Draw near to Him so close till He rushes down to embrace you.
Ignore their public eyes, I say. Let’s capture His heart.