Are we depressed worshippers?  I think sometimes both our corporate and personal worship reflects a state of depression.  Not to be confused with melancholy, or quiet, or reflective, or even humble, broken, or prostrate.  What I’m referring to is a pressed down, paralyzed, sad, rundown, head-buried-in-the-sand kind of worship.  I suppose you could question whether at that point it’s even worship at all.

 Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. – Psalm 43:5


I love this passage as it challenges us to rise up; to allow hope, not fortitude or grit, to be the catalyst for our worship.  Whether it’s in the assembly or on the street, a lifted countenance promotes the hope of Christ and a transcending strength to overcome life’s most difficult circumstances or luring temptations. 

Consider for a moment what it might be like if you could have that “out of body experience” in which you would be able to observe the wake you are leaving behind you as you go about your day.  Is it a wake of destruction or a wake of blessing?  Reclusiveness can often lead to a wake of separation as we isolate ourselves, not sharing our struggles or even good things like ministry or hobbies.  Before we know it, no one is left or we’ve pushed everyone back to the fringes of our life.  Maybe it’s anger, bitterness, or just a short fuse that consistently leaves people feeling like they are walking on eggshells when they are around you.  Or maybe it’s a fear of being intimate.  Due to a past hurt or loss, we won’t take the risk of deep relationship again.  The list is endless of things that lead to a depressed worship or at best a limited expression of love and adoration of Christ. 


As I look back over 20 years of ministry, there have been, and continue to be, times when my head gets buried in the sand.  Most often it’s the sand of business that prevents me from taking time to listen to God and fellow Christians  I hate to think what I’ve missed when I allow this to happen or what kind of wake I’ve left unknowingly. I pray I can live out the rest of my days fully engaged with the people around me and the opportunities to live out a hope-filled life, expressed in worship and praise.

So, lift up your heads, let the king of glory come in.  The more He fills your heart and mind, the more you can let others in as well as He gives you the capacity and desire to serve and minister to others.