I walked into the playroom quickly this morning, mom on a mission, toys in hand headed for the baskets to put them away, but then I stopped abruptly.
As soon she saw me, she froze in mid-boogie and dropped her head in bashful embarrassment.
My girl is a secret dancer and a private singer. In the car, sometimes she forgets we’re there and accidentally starts singing along with her songs, bouncing her head and kicking her legs in time to the music.
But then I watch her for one second too long in my rear-view mirror and she notices that I’m watching and stops.
I’m never critical of her. It brings me great joy to see her sing and dance with a happy heart. Still, she has this innate pulling back, an automatic embarrassment that we never overcome no matter how many times I whisper, “It’s okay to dance. It’s beautiful to hear you sing.”
Some of us are secret worshipers, too. Like Nicodemus, we meet with Jesus in darkness and in privacy, afraid of what others might say or do if they knew we were pursuing Christ.
Even among other Christians, we might pull back. Don’t get too serious. Don’t worship too passionately. Don’t change your priorities too much. Don’t talk about God too often. Don’t let the Bible actually change you.
Jesus has a way, though, of busting through all of the layers of propriety and face-saving, people-pleasing, status-quo-following repression. No matter how hard we may try at times to stuff our faith into acceptable packages of behavior, God can stir us to abandon.
In Luke 7, Jesus performed one of those miracles that amazed people so much they couldn’t just stand around in quiet interest or retreat to places of private praise to avoid shame.
A widow walked behind a funeral procession, following the men lifting high the casket of her only son. Seeing her pain, Jesus responded with compassion, touched the coffin and commanded that her precious son rise up from the dead.
The son got up out of that coffin and started talking.
We’re told that “they were all filled with awe and praised God. ‘A great prophet has appeared among us,’ they said. ‘God has come to help his people.’ This news about Jesus spread throughout Judea and the surrounding country (Luke 7:16-17 NIV).
I love how the Message describes the scene:
They all realized they were in a place of holy mystery, that God was at work among them. They were quietly worshipful—and then noisily grateful, calling out among themselves, “God is back, looking to the needs of his people!” The news of Jesus spread all through the country (Luke 7:16-17 MSG).
When was the last time you saw God active in your life and were filled with awe and holy fear?
His God-presence, always with us, should awaken the sense that we’re in a “place of holy mystery.” Yes, God is at work here and we are amazed.
We remove our sandals like Moses, in reverence that this is Holy Ground, made holy because God is here.
But then, overcome by awe, the people “praised God” and “noisily grateful,” they told everyone what Jesus had done.
They didn’t stay silent and keep the good news to themselves. They didn’t nod their heads in modest approval, but refrain from emotion and exuberance.
No, they shouted: Praise God, He is at work among us! Praise God, I’ve seen His hand and He’s real, our God is real!! Praise God, He has not abandoned us, but He is looking after the needs of His people!!
This was their message as they traveled through the country.
This is our message, too.
He saved us. He is saving us.
He redeemed us. He is rescuing us.
He is with us. He has not abandoned us!
We all have these moments when we can choose to dance and sing about all that God has done or remain hidden in the shadows, night-time Jesus-seekers too frightened of popular opinion for all-out discipleship.
Nicodemus had this choice, too. He had come in the shadows of night to ask Jesus just what being “born again” really meant.
But when Jesus died and his disciples had scattered, it wasn’t the faithful women who remained at the cross that arranged for burial.
Instead, A man named Joseph of Arimathea asked Pilate for Jesus’ body. He was “a disciple of Jesus, but secretly because he feared the Jewish leaders” (John 19:38).
And who was with him? None other than Nicodemus, who brought about 75 pounds of lotions and spices to anoint Jesus’ body. Together, they wrapped their Savior with linen and placed him in a garden tomb (John 19:38-42).
Two secret worshipers, frightened of people, ashamed to go public with their faith, now honored Jesus with reverent awe and unhidden love. Suddenly, religious position, public opinion, and power didn’t matter very much.
Jesus had abandoned all for them, so they worshiped with abandon.
Scripture doesn’t tell us how Nicodemus and Joseph reacted when days later they learned that the grave clothes they had wrapped around Jesus’ body were folded in an empty tomb.
I bet they told everybody what God had done—how they knew for sure He was dead. Hadn’t they wrapped his body? Hadn’t they touched lifeless skin and moved a corpse into a grave?
Jesus had risen indeed!
I bet they danced and sang loud and didn’t care any longer who was watching.
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer for www.myfrienddebbie.com and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.