Crowd-scenes

I'm a sucker for crowds.

When we lived in Cape Town we'd often take the train a few stations down the line to day/night cricket games at Newlands cricket grounds. We'd get into the Mexican Waves, join with the crowds in cheering or jeering, and try sit near the one bloke that always had a lot of funny stuff to say to/about the players.

I loved attending last year's prayer day at a local stadium. Hundreds of people joined together across social and racial divides, praying with thousands of others across Africa.

This weekend I hauled out my Hillsong "Hope" video - two hours of packed-house worship. Watching it sometimes brings a lump to my throat, just seeing people doing one thing together, joined in worship, enjoying it with all their hearts.

I love not being able to hear myself play the piano over the few hundred voices raised in song at church. Seeing a church-full of people glad to be there and participating. My favourite CDs are live worship, where you can hear the crowd singing along in the background and get to add your voice to theirs.

I'm a total sucker for crowds.

I can't wait for heaven - just imagine the millions and millions of people and angels joined before God's throne to worship - true, pure worship, unlike anything we've known or attempted to produce here on earth. Although there will be "no tears in heaven" I know I'm gonna choke up at the sight and sound of the crowd in adoration. My voice will falter as my heart soares.

I can't wait!