Insight from a Concert

So today I went to a Switchfoot concert. It was my first concert ever. It was in Atlantic City, and I went with Dennis Yap and his friend, Kiet. Also, I got to go backstage and I shook their hands. I even had a conversation with Jon Foreman! He said, "Hi I'm Jon" and I said, "Hi I'm Jae." I'm never going to wash these hands again. (just kidding)

In one part of the show, Jon Foreman got down off the stage and waded through the crowd, singing as he went along. He went a bit forward, then climbed on top of a fence and sang quite loudly into the microphone (in fact, everything was just very loud.) And there was the encounter. As he lifted himself up from the crowd, the crowd rejoiced because he had stepped down and stood up again; he was glorified. Even I, unimpressed as I usually am, was slightly taken aback by the realness. It took that image of him being so followed and so adored by the crowd that reified my understanding of glory.

But then, my thoughts turned to Christ. Jesus, the God of all the world, the Almighty! the one who sings eternal songs into lives, the one to whom all honor and glory and praise is due. Yet, He is the one who stepped down from his stage, but was not glorified or recognized even by his own. Could the only difference be between Jon Foreman and Christ be that of proximity? That I see Jon with my eyes and can shakes hands with him? That would be a lie, since God even put His Spirit within us. There is no closer proximity than self. If I was inclined to give praise to Jon for his human songs, then should I not praise God eternally for His eternal songs?

I have not yet begun to honor God!