I thought I was going to write this blog about how different worshiping in other cultures can be. The truth is, the location and language may be different than what we’re used to, but the worship is the same.
In the middle of a worship service it can get frustrating. The churches here use sound systems, believe it or not, even if they aren’t using instruments. I have never been super comfortable with that because you can’t even hear yourself think. And if I can’t do that, I can’t focus on what I am there to do. So not only is it loud, but you don’t understand anything that’s being said. You start to feel complacent and a little alone because you can’t sing with the brothrs and sisters you are fellowshiping with. You get disheartened wondering if you should’ve just stayed home and formed some sort of private worship service by yourself. At least then you could understand what was happening.
But then you take a breath, look around you, and know that God is there. People are raising their voices, lifting theirhands to the Father, kneeling to pray, and having intimate moments with our precious Savior. And then you realize it: You can’t understand any of the words, but you don’t have to know what’s being sung or said to praise our Lord. It’s all a matter of the heart. You can praise God anywhere you go as long as you take a minute to open your heart and have your sacred moments with Him.