Singing for Him

Sunday night my husband and I went to a small church in one of the more problematic parts of the city where we live.  The worship service began but the noise of vendors and the latino music of the neighbors was glaring. The noise  seemed  so much louder than the 20 or so people sitting there singing to God.  Then we began a worship chorus and everyone knew the words and with their whole hearts our small crowd began singing about the greatness of God and the adequacy of His Son, Jesus to wipe away our sin and wrong choices.

At first I wanted to close my ears, I confess, between the noise of the streets and the off key singing.  Behind me a was a middle aged woman worn with care and the hardness of life but singing about her saviour with every once of her soul.  In front of me on the stage was a young person willingly attempting to lead the worship who somehow was singing in the wrong key with a microphone in front of her mouth for all of us to hear.  And then the Lord opened my eyes.  I was singing with the revelations crowd.  We were here among gangs and drunkards praising a God who loved and died for everyone of those lost and needy people outside the door.  For the rest of the worship I felt as if I had gotten a tiny glimpse of heaven, singing at the throne of God and praising Him.  When we get to heaven I don’t know if we will all sing in 5 part harmony with perfect pitch,but I do think we will all be singing in perfect sincerity of heart with harmony in our souls.