Wilson prophetically points out that we are quick to enjoy the benefits of worship without realizing that we are simultaneously called to war. “You enjoy the blood rush, and no blood shed.” I am reminded of the fact that when Satan was tempting Jesus in the wilderness, his primary objective was to redirect the worship of God to himself. The enemy has a job description, and task #1 is to rob God of the worship He so deserves. He does it in so many ways, and we (especially those of us who are worship leaders) need to be vigilant in prayer and exhortation, reminding ourselves, our fellow musicians, liturgists, and worship leaders, and the whole flock, that the enemy is on the prowl.
I can’t tell you how many times, just before a Sunday, I will experience “odd problems”–a fight with my spouse, something weird going on with one of my kids, a friend in trouble, etc. The musicians and other pastors I work with often experience the same thing. Our flock in Colorado is lured away to the mountains for hiking and camping in the summer, and skiing in the winter. Sometimes these excursions are even spoken of as a different way of worshiping God, but the fact is that they are absent from the gathering of the local expression of the body of Christ. Families have often noted to me how hard it is to get out the door on Sunday mornings. “Coincidentally,” a series of little incidences stack up to a wall that is hard to maneuver around–something spills here, someone tantrums there, a forgotten item. Young couples or singles end up working late or partying late and find themselves exhausted, and they “just need a rest.” It’s true that they need a rest, but it’s also true that the enemy rubs his hands together in victory…one less voice to taunt him on Sunday.
Worship as warfare is not a new concept to me, but worship as taunting the enemy is. Over the next several weeks and months, I will experiment and employ this notion into the way I gear up my heart and lead the people each Sunday morning.
To the enemy:
I am a weak, feeble soul. I acknowledge full well that you are more powerful than I. But that does not concern me, because I serve the Most High God, who is obviously infinitely more powerful than you. Each Sunday, I will choose to fall behind my General, Jesus Christ, in fighting against you. I will encourage the people to taunt you by giving themselves in increasing measure to the mighty duty and blessed joy of worshiping God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. Christ stands victoriously over you, with His mighty foot pressed hard on your scrawny neck, and I await with eager expectation the day when He will deal the final death-blow and rid us of your atrocious work.
“The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet.” (Romans 16:20)
Your days are numbered.