My front door is a revolving one. Well, not literally, but I’m flexible in welcoming anyone to our home, whether out-of-town guests, friends in need, or the many foster kids who came in the night needing a safe place. I remember in one such case, waking up in the morning and thinking, “Who’s in my house?” It’s now a question that pops into my head each day as I embrace any possible new houseguest.
Recently, as a church service began, I wondered if God asks the same question. Surely it pleases the Lord to see his children worshiping together in his house. He desires our worship, although he doesn’t need it. We desperately need it. Some will say that we don’t have to be in the house of the Lord physically to worship him. True, but let’s face it—if left on our own with that thought process, there likely would be precious little worship. A congregation that gathers regularly encourages and builds each other up. Then, with the help of the Holy Spirit and the preached Word, believers are strengthened to go out and be salt and light in a very dreary world.
King David glorified the concept of gathering for worship. He penned his delight for it when he wrote, “I rejoiced with those who said to me, ‘Let us go to the house of the LORD’” (Psalm 122:1).
Let us praise the Lord through our corporate worship and affirmatively answer his call: “Who’s in my house?”
