The most redeeming part of being stuck in Seoul this last week was connecting with Overflowing Church. Adam has been to Korea several times and has numerous contacts here. In many of the meetings I was in with Adam, Overflowing came up as a church where God was moving in people’s hearts and a culture of heartfelt worship had been ignited.
Honestly, as excited as I was to spend time with Overflowing this week, I had no idea it would affect me the way it did. Here’s a rundown of my experience with this beautiful group of people:
Friday, I joined them for their Friday night gathering. The formula for the meeting was simple: one hour of worship, one hour of preaching, another hour of worship. Besides the length, the thing that stood out to me was the sincere passion in the room, from preacher to band to worshippers. The music also really stood out. Not since my days in old school Zoe have I heard creative, crafted, passionate worship music like this.
Not to focus on the negative, but for all their good intentions, most churches’ musical worship consists of songs written by well-known worship artists and a ragtag band of musicians that show up an hour before the gathering to run over the setlist. God has used less to glorify his name and touch the hearts of his people.
On the other hand, there’s an entire book of the Bible dedicated to how to worship God (Leviticus) and there are 150 different songs, poems and laments dedicated to worshipping our creator in the book of Psalms. God deserves more than half-hearted efforts to worship him.
Sing to Him a new song; Play skillfully with a shout of joy.
Overflowing embodied Psalm 33:3. The musicians were clearly dedicated to being skillful players, but, more importantly, they were singing news songs and old songs in new ways. To top it off, as if they were trying to use Psalm 33:3 as a checklist, they often had joyful songs full of celebration and dancing. Worshipping with them was so rejuvenating to my spirit!
Sunday’s service was 5 1/2 hours and I could’ve kept going for a few hours more! It was unbelievable. It consisted of several hours of worship with a sermon. But it wasn’t just homogenous songs droning on for hours on end. In addition to the dynamic music from Friday, there were opportunities to pray for others one-on-one, and then, at the end, this happened:
The last half hour was dedicated to singing rockin’, original, joyful songs. Lots of dancing was had. Lots of dancing. At one point they had us get in circles and dance around holding hands during fast parts and then freestyle dance in other parts. Some songs had choreographed dance moves to them. It was hilarious and I can’t remember one face that didn’t have a smile on it.
All in all, the night was full of weeping, heartfelt prayer, impassioned preaching and a joyful round of dancing to cap it off.
But don’t think the church’s night ended with the gathering. Afterward I was invited to join one of many cell groups to spend the evening in fellowship. Our group walked to a restaurant and had a hearty Korean meal and then retreated to a coffee shop where we ate desert and shared about our weeks. It was a ten-hour day full of the Kingdom of God and it was just what my spirit needed.