My call to worship

By Kacy Nash 

Do you ever get that feeling where you are so filled with joy that you think you might burst if you don’t express it?

You have to jump around, clap your hands and shout for the entire world to hear just how excited you are. It’s contagious and everyone should feel the same way you do.

That is how worship should be. It’s a celebration – celebrating and devoting our lives to God with every song. Worship should be completely free and unbridled with no restraints. If I want to clap along with a song that uplifts me, I should be able to. If I want to jump and sing at the top of my lungs because my love for God is bursting from me, I should be able to.

If the love and grace of God is pouring from me I should be able to freely lift my arms to my God, like a child reaching to be held by their parent. When joy and laughter flow through my veins, I should be able to leap and dance for my Lord.

If I am feeling overwhelmed with grief and shame, I should be able to fall to my knees without fear of judgment. If my sins take over my mind, and God lifts my guilt from my shoulders, I should be able to cry in gratitude.

If I am worshiping, praying and talking with God wholeheartedly, does it really matter how I do it? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have to go kill a fattened calf, but I want to be able to show my love and not have it shunned and frowned upon.

I will sing for my God with every breath, I will dance with joy before the Lord, I will fall to my knees, I will sob uncontrollably, I will clap my hands and stomp my feet, I will lift my hands to my Father.

I am worshiping with every fiber of my being, and no one will tell me it’s wrong. I would rather be seen as a “freak” and be honest in my worship than standing still and doing what is “acceptable” and normal. I am proud to be a Jesus freak.

I promise I won’t judge you on your quiet worship as long as you don’t judge me on my enthusiasm. That being said, no one should be so out of control that they are a distraction to others.

I love my God and I will not stand still when he calls to me, I will not stop dancing or singing when I feel His presence. His love for me is unyielding; His understanding is beyond all measure. When you feel such love, how can you be told to stop?

Kacy Nash is a freshman at Oklahoma Christian University.

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