Worship and American Idol

Nancy and I like to watch programs like The Voice, or American Idol. I think part of the reason programs like these are so popular is because we've lost good shows like The Cosby Show and Family Ties. What else are you going to watch with your 8 year old in prime time? Two and a Half Men?

The shows are this generation’s Donny and Marie Show or the Mandrel Sisters. They’re pretty clean, good entertainment and have, the thing all Americans love, competition.

There’s something about the shows that are bothering me though; everyone is so gifted.

All of these people, with beautiful voices, will get voted off, feel like failures and descend back into obscurity overnight. From famous to forgotten, because I didn't like the song they picked or clothes they wore, but certainly not because they can’t sing.

I think these shows make me appreciate worship more. God doesn't care what it sounds like, he just loves the praise of his people.

It’s like the way a father feels when he arrives home, after a long day of work, and sees his three year old’s face pressed against the window, waiting for him.  Nothing else matters when he opens the door and hears, “DADDY!” from a little body jumping into his arms.

That’s how God feels about you. It’s how he feels about your worship.

So sing, dance, paint, write, walk, talk, work, hike, find quiet, marvel at his creation, whatever it looks like for you… worship. God doesn't care what you sound like. You won't get voted off. He just loves to hear you yell, “DADDY!”