She slipped quietly into the last row, hoping no one would notice her. Life had been heavy—full of pain, shame, and a longing for something more. Week after week, a classmate had gently invited her to church, and on that night, she finally said yes. What she didn’t expect was to encounter a room full of joy… and the presence of a God who saw her, loved her, and was ready to meet her where she was.
What happened next changed everything.
After a long day, one familiar song stopped me in my tracks, “Heart of Worship” by Matt Redman. As the lyrics played, my to-do list faded, and I was reminded that worship isn’t about performance or perfection, it’s about presence.
In the Old Testament, only the high priest could enter the Holy of Holies once a year to meet with God. Today, we have full access to His presence anytime we seek Him wholeheartedly. Yet so often, we hold back.
What would it look like to worship without hesitation? To set everything else aside, lift our hands, and join creation in praise? The waves, the wind, even the rocks cry out in worship. Maybe it’s time we did too.
We all hold certain things as sacred—whether it’s a family pet, a sports team, or a cherished tradition. But God defines sacredness differently, placing the highest value on human life itself. In a world quick to dismiss or even celebrate violence, what does it mean for us to stand up for what is truly sacred?
