Each Sunday, as I robe, there’s a small part of me that basks in the last bit of quiet before my mic goes live. The weight of bringing the gospel to God’s people, especially in the midst of a pandemic and so much violence, weighs on my heart and soul. For just a moment before everything starts, I get to marvel at the call and the work I’ve been called to do.
And when I think about it, that’s what worship is, isn’t it? Isn’t it a sound check for our hearts and souls? A way to quiet all the voices and things that ask for our attention throughout the week?
When we come together, we are reminded that our gifts and talents brought to the altar create a beautiful melody with the other children of God who have come to worship. When we come together, we are reminded that we are not alone. When we come together, we are reminded that the way we see and experience the world is but one perspective. Our eyes and hearts are open to see more and hear more.
May we never forget the power of a sound check to bring our minds and souls back together.