Exodus 20:8:
8Remember the sabbath day, and keep it holy.
Regardless of what you were planning to do when the snow flakes came, all our plans got disrupted.
For me personally, the disruption touched my worship rhythm of life. Put another way, it messed up my anticipated rhythm of honoring God’s Sabbath. Oh yes, we still worshipped at 9:30 am and online, but to say the morning was DISCOMBOBULATED would be an understatement for me. I felt it.
We all have our worship rhythms. Those who worship online were less impacted than those who usually worship in the building. But like I said, one way or another all of us felt the “disruption” caused by snowflakes in Peachtree City.
It made me think that maybe I have it wrong. Maybe I have it completely backwards. Maybe a better way to understand worship is it is the necessary disruption in our otherwise secular lives.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love worship – all kinds, all types, in all spaces.
But when I think about it, encountering God (another way of describing worship) should be a disruption. God’s call that we are to be holy as God is Holy is a disrupting call. Worship draws us into the community of the “always moving” Holy Spirit. Worship raises the mirror to our hearts and says “see yourself as you really are” as you sit here in the presence of the Holy God. Worship, in its truest form, disrupts us from life as we want it towards life as God wants it.
Perhaps that’s why from the very beginning of our faith story, God makes it clear that this “one day in seven” cycle of resting in God’s Presence is foundational in our faith. I think most people focus on the word “rest” – but what if the real intended focus is “resting in God’s Presence?” It has purpose bigger than a nap.
All I know for certain is that I need the seven day cycle of worship to breathe, to live, and to thrive. But perhaps it’s not because I need the routine of it – perhaps its because I REALLY NEED the disruption of it.
And for the record, that’s with or without snow.
