2 Samuel 3, Jeremiah 33, Luke 19:1-10, Hebrews 10:5-18, Psalm 66: I fear way too many of us are more like the crowd in Luke 19 than Zacchaeus! I have heard well meaning christian people complain about the song selections on Sunday mornings. They complain about the clothes the pastor wore or whether he had on a tie or suit. People voice criticism over what other people wear and how hot or cool the sanctuary was. If you are smiling by now or have the name or face of someone in mind you know what I mean. I recently told a seasoned saint who was frustrated because her church did not sing as many hymns as she wanted that worship at church was to an audience of One. The Father doesn’t care if the praise and worship is in the Old hymnal, the New hymnal or no hymnal at all. It is about worshiping the Father and allowing Him to penetrate our hearts. When Les goes to a different church to preach he often asks what the dress code is. He doesn’t want the clothing he chooses although it is usually a “dress up Sunday outfit” to get in the way of hearing the message. Again, I want to say to those offended when the preacher is not in a suit and tie, “Listen to what the Lord is saying to you!!!” If the reason we come to church is to be comfortable or to be around people and experiences that make us happy we are missing the whole purpose of worship. It is about meeting the Master and allowing Him to change our hearts.
Which brings us back to Zacchaeus and the crowd. Zacchaeus had genuine heart change and it was reflected in the actions he took after leaving the presence of Jesus. The crowd just saw all of Zaccaeus’ weaknesses, failures, and past and they totally missed Jesus all together. Yes Jesus meets with sinners, tax payers, religious people as well as the poorest and most desperate people around if they come to Him with the heart willing to be changed.
So, how was your worship yesterday? Was it all about you or all about Him and the difference He wanted to make in your life?
If I was too hard hitting in this devotion, please forgive me, but sometimes hard things need to be said.