If you know me well enough, you probably know that I don’t really follow baseball, I can’t give you any stats about the players or the teams that they play for, nor do I honestly care, but I do enjoy a good game and all that come with it (beer, hot dogs, friends, etc.) and watching people and their responses to the game.
So having said that, last week was a particularly unusual week for me. Within three days I attended two MLB games: Cubs vs. Brewers (at Wrigley) and Brewers vs. Pirates (at Miller Park). Both games were amazing! In Cubby style, they led 3-0, and then trailed 9-3 and were still down 11-9 going into the ninth inning. I was expecting to go home win another Chicago Cub loss, but I was surprised in the ninth inning! What capped off the game was seeing Starlin Castro hitting an RBI single in the ninth, Anthony Rizzo tying it with a double and then Soriano winning the game with a hit off the center-field wall. The crowd went wild! There was singing, dancing, hugging, high fiving, and just some all around raucous celebrating!
This past Saturday, I went to Milwaukee with my wife and my extended family to see the Brewers play the Pirates. With 32,060 people in attendance, we were able to watch Corey Hart lead off the bottom of the ninth inning with a home run. It was his third career game-ending home run. Again, the crowd went wild! There was singing, dancing, hugging, high fiving, and just some all around raucous celebrating! Emotions after both of these games were running high… especially for the winning teams!
Sunday mornings look nothing like these baseball games (or any other sporting event), do they? Our times of gathered worship all too often are quiet and reserved. Sure there is some singing, but at moderate levels as we don’t want the people next to us to hear our voices. Sure there are times when something in the sermon stirs in our hearts and minds and we think to ourselves, “Amen” but we dare not express it. We fear what others next to us might think if we become more expressive in our worship gatherings.
I often hear that men in particular just aren’t expressive in worship (aka jumping up and down, arms raised, or shouting for joy), but I dare you to watch them in their living room watching a game immediately after Sunday morning worship! When they’re sitting in front of a television watching their favorite team play and a home run or touchdown is scored, and they’re jumping up and (get this) raising their hands, shouting for joy. Suddenly their heart worship has overflowed into expressive bodily praise!
If we can so easily express ourselves vocally and physically in cheering on a bunch of uniformed men in a field, how much more should we be able to do so for the living, redeeming God of the universe? Why should football teams, players, and programs get all the praise? I am convinced that God is infinitely more worthy of our affection and attention.
In the meantime, as you begin to prepare for gathered worship, how about we all meditate on the following Scripture:
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