It’s a breezy yet warm Sunday morning.
Jesus is heading to church, and for some reason, this morning, He thought He’d change it up a bit..
He’s got his iPhone in his pocket and is listening to the Kings Of Leon.
That album is heavenly, admit it.
This morning, without anyone knowing, He used and moved us. Literally.
To us in Habersham, White, Stephens, and Banks Counties our churches are spread between miles, trees, Walmart, mountains, cultures, and agendas. Churches on every corner. All going for it on Sunday mornings. Sincerely going for it. I drive by 11 on the way to Fellowship Church from Clarkesville.
This morning however, it’s different. But the same.
See this morning, Jesus has moved all our churches in these 4 counties off the ground, and landed them centrally in a field off 365 . This happened during the 11 o’clock service once everyone had come inside. No one knows.
I know what your thinking. How?
I don’t know. He’s Jesus for Christ’s sake. Literally.
He can do whatever He wants.
And also because He’s Jesus, He has allowed every worship leader in Habersham to start the service off with the exact same song. They thought it was their idea.
So Jesus walks around the corner to see this field. Filled with all these churches. Right next to each other. It looks like Wisteria Lane on crack. Big churches next to little churches. Shiny churches next to dirty churches. He’s smiling because He knows what everyone inside those building does not. We are singing the same song to Him at the same time. But we have no idea because our walls are in the way.
While He’s strolling down the sidewalk a mom comes running out the doors of First Presbyterian Church of the Clarkesville. The song that is playing in her church has moved her to tears and she needed some air. As she wipes her eyes, and she sees her surroundings, she quickly runs back in.
Jesus knows time is short so He starts counting.
One…
Two…
C’mon, get to the chorus…
Then, at the same time, with the snap of His fingers, every church building disappears. All the sound systems and instruments are gone. Poof.
For one moment, all the Christians in all the churches in Habersham are passionately worshipping God together, singing the same melody.
A lady walking into Babyland General. is knocked over by the power of the noise.
Windows at the courthouse in Clarkesville are broken from the rush of sound.
The homeless man in Banks Crossing. is awaken from his sleep by the wind that rushed over him.
In fact, even up in Batesville, Ted Turner heard this sound and was moved.
The sound was even heard as far as Athens, GA
The largest sound this area ever heard was produced. Over 2 million people heard the name of Jesus at the same time. Not because we were individually trying with all our might to reach the lost, but because we were doing what we were created to do. Worship Christ. Together.
Back in the field the panic from this experiment Jesus tried was quickly replaced by volume. Only seconds earlier, if you were standing 1 foot from this field you could not hear a thing.
Suddenly the sound produced was as thick as a sonic boom.
And it just got louder.
Northeast Georgia is listening.
News vans pulled up. CNN even shows up and was breaking the story. The noise was heard.
Jesus smiled, put His earbuds back in, and hits play.
I’ve been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, building places I cant reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Oh to dream
*this is an exert from a blog by Carlos Whittaker but changed to fit our area
