“God sits high above the round ball of earth. The people look like mere ants. Isaiah 40: 21,2
Today an army of ants formed a huge anthill on some grass growing between a crack in a sidewalk. They looked like man’s thick brown beard and clung together like they were trying to claw down to the bottom of the pile. There probably is an ant hill nearby and someone rang the dinner bell.
I stay away from events with big crowds because I don’t like the feeling of possibly being trapped. I’ve seen news articles of people trapped in a nightclub or at a concert and, because of a fire or structure problem, were brushed during a stampede to get out of the building.
One year Glen and I took my granddaughter and her mother to the Phoenix Cardinal stadium for an Easter service. Thousands of people crammed together at one end of the stadium to worship and praise God. I immediately began to feel closed in. But when the pastor drove in on his Harley motorcycle, I forgot about my well being and became part of the crowd roaring and singing along with the “rock band.” We sang for a half hour and listened to scripture and a spirited message.
This is not my normal style of worship, but I found it interesting and inspiring. To God it must have looked like a hill of ants celebrating the Resurrection!
Lord, let us gather together in different ways to worship you. Amen.