Recently, I attended a Christian concert on the campus of a Christian University. The chapel was packed with excited people who truly enjoyed listening to Christian music.
To start the evening, a man walked to the front of the stage to welcome everyone and give a few words of instruction for our evening together. As he spoke, he said, “I am genuinely expecting God to move tonight.” Then, he went on to talk about the presence of the Spirit of God in that place. He finished by saying that lives would be changed because of their attendance that evening.
While his words hung in the air, people applauded, shouted Amen and Hallelujah, and raised their hands in emphatic praise. I stood there silently, wondering what he meant. I know his words were pure, honest, and hopeful that, at the end of the evening, people would be more like Jesus as a direct result of being in attendance that night.
This Sunday is Easter. It is the day we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus from the grave following his death on the cross. It is the most significant day on the Christian calendar. I want to echo the man’s words that night, “I am praying that God will move this Sunday.”
Like that man, I am not exactly sure what I even mean by that statement.
Perhaps that means people will come to Church for the first time and hear the message of hope in Jesus. Maybe it means believers will be moved from complacency to commitment as the Lord touches their souls in some way. It might mean that a committed believer is encouraged in their soul to keep fighting the good fight of faith for another year. It could be that a senior believer will reconnect with the joy of eternity as they face the difficulties ahead with the hope of eternity.
I am not sure what I want God to do this Sunday, but I am praying for him to move in people’s lives. I expect that he will do things that I cannot fathom quite yet.
Would you join me in my prayer for this weekend? I am not sure what I am asking, but I am confident that God will take our prayers and do more than we ask or imagine.