I work with a talented musician, a skilled vocalist, and a gifted worship pastor. Tougher we plan worship, and sometimes the plan is bigger than either of us imagined.
Here’s how it works. I plan the message series, and he plans worship elements that will lift us to worship. It may sound simple, but it’s not. It takes foresight, planning, sensitivity to the Spirit, awareness of the congregation, and the ability to work with a host of passionate and gifted volunteers.
Anyway, we plan, but we cannot plan for the most important elements. For instance, we can’t plan for how God will inspire, convict or speak though music, art, or his living Word.
For instance, I’ve long since given up trying to predict how the message will speak to people. I can’t, and that’s a good thing, because it keeps me dependent on God, humble about my limitations. And it keeps me amazed when God weaves our plans in ways we never imagined. And I like to be amazed.
That happened on Sunday as the message and the music came together in ways I never planed, and how God used those elements to speak to people in ways we never imagined. I like it when God takes what we offer and makes it better than I ever imagined.
Inspiration is a word that literally means “breathed upon.” The breath of God that infuses wisdom and revelation before consciousness and beyond skill is the stuff of poets, artists, and prophets. It is the work of the Spirit. And yesterday that wind blew. It’s nice to be sailing.