Sunday, January 6, 2008

how great is our god

This morning as we celebrated communion, the band played Chris Tomlin's How Great is Our God and you could feel the spirit moving.

The splendor of a King,
Clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice,
All the earth rejoice.

As the sound reverberated throughout the sanctuary, the lead singer said "let us stand!" and I rose to my feet.

How great is our God,
sing with me
How great is our God...

I opened my eyes and it was amazing. Everyone was joyfully standing, young and old. Except for one woman. To my left. She did not move.

Age to age He stands
And time is in His hands
Beginning and the End,
Beginning and the End.

Clutching the bread and wine in her hands, her eyes closed, she alone remained seated.

How great is our God,
sing with me

But she sang... perhaps standing taller than anyone there that day.

How great is our God

I watched her sitting there, this woman who several years ago was dealt an unbearable blow--a debilitating illness that has played havoic with her motor functions, confining her to a wheelchair. She is a mother, a wife and a follower of Christ who cannot walk, cannot care for herself and has trouble communicating... who leads our prayer ministries, visits with the elderly and has an amazing smile.

... and all who sing
How great, How great
Is our God.

And with everyone standing except for one, my heart swelled. And to be honest, I am not really sure whether it was empathy for the frustration she should have been feeling, the life she could have had... or adoration because there was no frustration at all. For she sang with all her heart:

How great, How great
Is our God!


Anonymous said...

a beautiful moment, and a beautiful woman. you discribed the thoughts and the song and the whole thing so well, it was like i was there.

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Kansas Bob said...

One of my favorite worship songs! I loved the way that you wove the story into it.. especially since my wife is now wheelchair bound. I guess I saw in your words the unchainable spirit of worship. Thanks for sharing this one Ed!

Blessings, Bob