Sing. Praise. Worship.


Filling in the wide room, the student leaders of Olivet flooded the sanctuary. After we had greeted each other, the first worship lyrics were belted out by the band and one by one our collective voices filled the room. I, one of those leaders, was shocked with the power of the voices. The room I was in was filled people singing at the top of our lungs. It struck me than how lucky we were, not only were we having amazing fellowship and worship with a community of believers, but also to have the religious freedom to sing at the top of our lungs. Not everyone can worship as loud as we did that day. Not everyone can even worship in a whisper. Some are forced to worship in silence, hoping no one can hear their hidden faith. I have been reading a book called “Hearts of Fire”, by The Voice of Martyrs. It is a hard read, but one I would recommend. In it it follows the stories of eight women who have unimaginable lives because of their devotion to Jesus. At my college, I was experiencing something that these women may never witness or have the freedom to participate in. Only in their dreams could they worship so openly and loudly.

Next time you have the opportunity to worship at the top of your lungs, do it because not everyone can. Do it because you want to shout your praise. Do it because you desire to. Don't do it so that you fit it. Don't do it to carry on an allusion to being a christian. If you live in the United States, and have never worshiped at the top of your lungs, I urge you to do so. I promise that if you do, you will not regret it. Even if you are just in your backyard, shout your praise to the heavens.

Sing.

Praise.

Worship.