what heaven will be like.

Today during worship at one of our campuses, I saw something that made me think:

"This is what heaven will be like."

I was standing behind our tech team, observing.  I was observing the team on stage.  I was observing the team in the booth.  And I was observing the people in the seats.

And I was drawn into worship.  I was observing God, watching him move, thanking him for his faithfulness to us.

And then I saw something that made that moment feel even holier than it already was.

One section over, two rows up.  A man stood there in the midst of the crowd.  I couldn't tell you how tall he was; only that he once stood a lot taller, but was hunched over a bit now with age.

I could barely see his face.  His eyes were shut, but shut with intention - almost like he was concentrating.  His head was slightly tilted up, but not enough to betray his spirit of reverence.

And his arms.  His arms.

His arms were outstretched.

His countenance radiated freedom.  His expression was bold.  It was an amazing and humbling sight to behold.

And get this: we were singing a Hillsong United tune - From the Inside Out.

We had people who were barely twenty on stage.  We had the lights going.  We were running around 90dB.  And here is this man, one face in the crowd, long in years, absolutely and 100% sold out in worship before his God.

What an incredible example.  What a statement.  The light of the truth outshines the lie:

Worship is not bound by nor does it pay homage to age.

Lord God, make me like him.