Holy Hustle

The Easter holiday is now over and I’m back at work but I’m still high from the worship we had on [Resurrection] Sunday.

At church we had a special service in the evening which involved various things like skits, poetry, songs and some good ol’ smash-your-tambourine worship. I was part of the Mass Choir and also did lead vocals on one if the numbers but that’s not where I got the high from…

I guess it was something that had been building-up from earlier in the evening. After a few skits and poetry the songs started pouring out of our mouths. It was like the songs (or even the deeper meaning behind them) was pouring out of our hearts (Matthew 12:34b).

Well, I’m not one to ramble-on so I’ll get to the point. You see, after the last song of the night and the Pastor came up to speak, he called the various people to contributed in the evening up to show appreciation for we all did that night and this kicked-off another session of praise and worship. By this time I can say that we were all drunk in the Spirit and there wasn’t no stopping us now. It was LIVE!!! By we time we came off the stage we were all smashed from the worship and you would have thought that we’d all vacate the premises promptly destined the spend the rest of the night on that lovely couch at home!?

That wasn’t the case. The band started jamming. They were playing Fred Hammond’s Blessed. You know what happened!? It’s like this: most, if not all, of us know that song very well, so a chant started. “blessed! blessed! blessed!” And the worship started all over again with everyone singing the song. Then Pastor started the hustle and well, everyone joined in. By the time we left church that night, we were all too high

Let me put it this way: if you weren’t blessed yet, you surely would be by the time we finished! Now that’s what I call worship!