Worship is different

Worship is different. Face death long before you’re done with life, and worship changes. 

Some worship songs seem so basic they’re silly. We’re tempted mentally check out and sing along - no thought to the truth we’re declaring. 

King of My Heart is like that. Almost 1/3 of the song repeats “God is good, good,” over-and-over again. 

No kidding, we know! But do we?

Square off with death when you ain’t done, then those simple words get real hard to sing. I’m not talking some existential struggle, but flat out can’t sing. When you open your mouth, nothing comes out. 

My voice couldn’t say what I knew in my core - that God is good. It took weeks of wrestling with God before I could finally sing it again. 

Here’s the thing. God spends all human history proving He’s good. We just don’t see it or remember it. 

We’re culturally conditioned to steal God’s glory. Get out of a tight spot, and you may see God’s hand at first. Then you start to cast yourself as the hero. You write God straight out of the story. You think, “I fixed it, “I escaped it,” “I earned respect.” 

Bull corn. God fixed it. God broke me free. God dropped the mic. 

God reminded me of all the tight spots he’s pulled me out of. Lost a baby before birth? Check. Clueless girl dad? Check. Fired from a job? Check. Wife’s political campaign against well organized opposition with numerous wins already notched? Check. Another campaign like that? Check. Fear to share his gospel until I saw 4th graders boldly witnessing with older kids? Check. Cancer (the first time)? Check, check and check. 

Fact is, our lives have been packed and stacked to force us to trust the God of Heaven’s Armies. It’s been a hard road, but one that pushed us hard to trust God. If I’d never had to do that before, I might never have been able to sing something so simple as “God is good.”

- Alan