This morning at church something happened that was amazing. A young man in a wheel chair was sitting a few seats down from me on the end of the row. I am guessing that he has cerebral palsy. We were asked to stand and worship. He of course could not stand, but sat in his chair. The music started playing and people started clapping along to the music and then we started singing. From the end of the row I heard him sing...not just sing, but shout! His condition allowed him to sing out the words, but a little slower than everyone else, and louder than everyone else!
"Glorious, over us, You shall reign Glorious!"
"There is a place we long to be, yes face to face we long to see, You Lord"
I couldn't help but to be moved so much by his passion to sing out to Jesus. My eyes filled with tears as I worshiped God and thought about the day when this man will worship Jesus in heaven with a new body, complete and perfect.
"O Praise Him, O Praise Him, He is Holy, He is Holy"
He was not waiting until that day, to wait for that new body that could sing on pitch and could sing with the tempo. He belted it out as if he was by himself in the privacy of his own home, where no one would look at him, or wonder where the noise was coming from. He didn't care. It was him and Jesus, that's all that mattered and he was going to worship in a way that was full of love and devotion. And he did! At the end of the songs, he would shout AMEN! It was so beautiful. It was such a sweet picture to me of a heart of worship. I can't imagine the daily struggles that he has, maybe even wondering and questioning God, WHY? Why did he create him like that? But it was clear that he had a trust in God that He was still good and worthy to be praised.
"Our God, You reign forever! Our hope, our strong deliverer!
You are the everlasting God! You do not faint You won't grow weary! You're the defender of the weak, You comfort those who need! You lift us up on wings like eagles!"
It seemed that the words of these songs we sang had a different feel to them, as I heard them through his voice.
It was absolutely precious. He taught me a lot this morning. I am thankful for that.
Holiday Open House 2015
8 years ago
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