I got a little choked up in Wednesday night class this week when we sang Blessed Be Your Name, a Matt Redman song borrowing from this verse in Job. When Rebecca miscarried our first child years ago, I remember driving down the highway by myself with this song blasting as loud as it could. I rolled down my window, and threw my hands in the air and sang along through tears “You give and take away, you give and take away, my heart will choose to say, Lord blessed be your name!”. What else could I do at that point? When everything was taken from Job, he tore his robe, shaved his head, and fell to the ground and worshipped God. In that moment, I think I kind of understood that.
Sometimes we can be pretty fickle, allowing our actions and responses to be dictated by the changing tides of life. We can go quickly from happy and energetic to frustrated and sad. It gets complicated between school and friends, the opposite sex, misunderstandings with parents, and just getting older and being more responsible. But through all this, God is calling us to Him, and sometimes our most genuine worship comes when we feel the worst. Maybe there’s nothing left to lose, or we just have no place else to go, and we turn to God.
My challenge to you (and to myself) is to stay there in that place of worship. Whatever else is going on with us, the Lord is worthy of our praise. He is holy, and our lives at their best will be an act of worship, a reflection of His glory.
For comment: what song draws you closer to the Lord?