When my nephew got married, Alan was just shy of his 5th birthday, and the wedding reception was the biggest, best party he had ever been to. He loved the music, and danced with complete abandon. Five-year-old boys do just about everything with complete abandon. Of course it's all on video, and you can hear Alan say, "Watch me, Dad!" I love that. He didn't care what anyone around him was doing. He didn't care if he was doing all the 'right' steps. His dad was there watching, and that was all that mattered.
Alan taught me a lesson about worship that evening that I still need to grasp completely.
God wants me to enjoy His presence with that same joyful abandon.
Just like Jon brought us to the wedding reception for the purpose of celebrating, God will bring me aside with Him to celebrate. (Isn't that what worship is? Not all formal, stiff and lifeless.) I'm usually much more like the other Wiseman men at the reception, off to the side, hands in my pockets, missing the opportunity. I'm way too self-conscious, way too concerned with how things might look to everyone else. But if my Dad is watching and smiling, what else really matters?
The wedding reception only lasted a few hours, and then it was back to our regular routine. There's a day coming, though, when the wedding reception never ends, and I'll be there, not just with my Dad, but with the Bridegroom Himself.
(This is an encore post.)
Lauren says
I couldn't tell you how much I loved this post! It was so sweet and it just…it makes me happy. I know that my dad is important to me just like my Dad is. It blows my mind how much He loves me and this post is a beautiful reminder!
Thanks for making my day!!