The past couple of weeks I have been think a lot about worship and what it actually looks like. I started thinking about it when I was at work and the children I was watching were singing Vacation Bible School songs and worshiping God. I often get goosebumps when I hear the two and three year olds singing songs like ‘How Great is Our God’, etc. (On a side note, I still get goosebumps every week in children’s choir when 55-65 kids sing/shout about how they are not going to bow to idols. I pray this is a truth in their life now and for the rest of their lives.) I also love listening to multi-ethnic groups singing worship songs or just worship songs in different languages. Chris Tomlin’s song How Great is Our God (World Edition) is one of my favorites (just a heads up that the song is kind of long, but is worth it). To me it is just a picture of what Heaven is going to be like and makes me look forward to it.
I’ve also been thinking about what true worship looks like. I know that it is more than just singing songs, but that it is the way you live your life. In John 4:24 Jesus says “God is spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.” (NASB) This means that worship is not external, but is something done in the heart. I know that external signs of worship can be faked, especially when singing worship songs. I know I myself have been guilty at times of giving off the impression that I am worshiping, but inwardly I am focused on something else. But I also believe that if real worship is taking place inwardly that it will be visible externally. When I think of real inward worship displaying itself externally I think of other countries where they may be persecution going on. A couple of summers ago I had the opportunity to spend 7 weeks in India and the city I was in is known as the holy city and everywhere you look there is a shrine or temple set up to one of the Hindu gods. There is even a big Muslim population in this town. But I never once saw a church or an obvious Christian building. While I was there I had the opportunity to visit a Indian church service and was blessed and encouraged to hear them worshiping God. Even though I could not understand a word they said you could see in their face and hear in the way that they sang that they were truly worshiping.I have a recording of them singing and would love to share it, but I’m not sure how to upload it.
Those are my thoughts for right now. I am going to continue to look at different passages of scripture to see what God says about worship. Feel free to ask me how it is going.
Sorry if some of this does not make any sense. It is late, but I really wanted to get this down. If you have any questions, if something I have written is wrong please let me know.
My parents always raised me to be pro-life and to me that meant that abortion was wrong, but I never thought to take it to another level. But my parents not only taught me to be pro-life they also lived out what they believed. See, my family has completed 5 adoptions, from 4 different countries, in the past 10 years. I am now the oldest of 8 children and have 2 biological brothers, 2 sisters from India, 1 sister from Haiti, 1 sister from China, and 1 brother from Guatemala.
We don’t really know anything about my siblings mothers because of the records that the orphanages kept. We know that Fulmaya and Nisha’s mothers were both young and unmarried. We also know that Hannah and Tami’s mother’s died, which is part of why they were put up for adoption. We actually know more about Juan’s mother than any of the others. We know that she was unmarried, young, and already had another son. But even though we would probably never be able to find them, even if we wanted to, I will be forever grateful for the fact that they chose life for their child.
Until recently I did not realize how much God had been watching over all of my siblings, even before they were born. See in India, China, Guatemala, and Haiti it is legal for mothers to get abortions if they want them. In India and China it is almost encouraged by some if you know you are going to have a girl. There is already an article
on the Abolitionist Society’s blog about abortion in China and if you haven’t read it you should check it out. But I’ll explain more about abortion in India. See, more girls are aborted each year, in India, than boys because when a girl gets married their family is required to present her husband with a dowry. But so many families in India can not afford a dowry because they are poor and so it is easier to abort their daughter. Because so many girls have been aborted there is an imbalance in the ratio of boys to girls. In order to help lessen this imbalance the Indian government has actually made it illegal for any woman to get an ultrasound so that they can not abort their child based on gender. While this has not stopped women from finding out the gender of their baby it has started to make a difference.
Also, looking back over my families different adoptions it is obvious that God had picked each child to be part of our family. First, we were actually in the process of adopting a boy from Haiti at the same time that Tami was in the process of being adopted by another family. Well, the boy we were adopting had sickle-cell anemia and ended up dying before we could complete the process. It just happened to work out that the family who had been adopting Tami had to stop for some reason so we were able to adopt her instead. Another example is with Nisha’s adoption story. See, Nisha was born with Aperts syndrome which, if not taken care of within a few years, can cause brain damage. Well, when we found Nisha she had been in the orphanage for 3 years and because of her syndrome no one wanted to take her. But for anyone who knows Nisha they know that she has one of the best personalities of anyone they have ever met, even with all that she has had to deal with. But the most obvious picture of God’s working is with Hannah’s adoption. My mom found Hannah’s referral in December when, Hannah was 13, and according to China’s adoption policy a child must be adopted by the age of 14 or they become ineligible. We started the process knowing that we only had 6 months to complete an adoption that usually takes over a year, but God worked it all out and we finished the process the day before she turned 14. While the others each have a unique adoption story Tami’s, Nisha’s and Hannah’s best illustrate how God worked to put my family together.
I am a big sister. I am an Abolitionist.