One of my favorite things to do is worship the Lord. I love to sing out to him. There is nothing that brings me closer to him than when I worship. I’ve said it before, there were nights when I couldn’t sleep because of the pain I was in. I was in tears, writhing, and nothing settled me. In those times I began to sing out to God. As I sang and worshiped him, the pain eased and I could sleep. It’s not a coincidence. I do not believe in coincidence.
The Bible tells us in 2 Chronicles 20: 20-22
21 And when he had taken counsel with the people, he appointed those who were to sing to the Lord and praise him in holy attire, as they went before the army, and say,
“Give thanks to the Lord,
for his steadfast love endures forever.”
22 And when they began to sing and praise, the Lord set an ambush against the men of Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir, who had come against Judah, so that they were routed.
Is this something you would have ever imagined? You’re on the way to fight in a battle and instead of putting your best fighters up front, you put the worshipers? This speaks volumes to me. There is power in song and in our voice. Words hold power. They have meaning. So when the worshipers were picked to go out before the army it may have seemed weird, but God was showing us something.
Sometimes you have to praise him in the battle. No matter how hard that battle is. If you worship through the fight, you’re going to come out on the other side. It’s been proven in my life.
I’ve heard people say, when you sing on stage for worship you should smile. Look like your happy. I honestly can’t wrap my mind around that. If I’m putting on a show, then yes. But when I worship, whether on a stage or in private. I get down to business. I’m going into battle. I have to press in and fight against the powers of hell that would discourage me. So forgive me if I look intense. Worship is intense for me.
I sing praises to the Lord because of all he has done. It reminds me of his faithfulness. It reminds me of how he loves me. It reminds me of his power and his glory. There is no one above him and no one can match him. When I think of these things, I’m comforted. I’m emboldened. I’m infused with hope.
Worship is warfare. Prayer isn’t something that you just do. Nothing just happens. God has made ways for us to overcome every single thing that comes against us. It feels like too many people are worried about how they look, or how they may come off to other people. Worship/prayer isn’t about you. It’s about God. So if I look weird, then that’s okay. I’m not doing it for anyone else but my Lord.
Are you going through hell right now? Does it feel like everything the devil has is being unleashed on you? I challenge you to find a place where you can be alone. Either put on some worship music or just sing by yourself. Worship him. Sing to him. Praise him with all that is in you. You’ll come away changed. It always happens. It works. It has never failed to change me.
Put on your singing clothes and go fight!