Last night I got the chance to help out with a ministry that happens at our church every Monday night called Celebrate Recovery. It’s a cool ministry, designed to help people who are recovering from addictions, hurts, past issues, and all that kind of stuff find some hope, some healing, and some restoration through Jesus. It’s a closed group to provide confidentiality for those who attend, so normally, I am not present.
But on occasion, I get the chance to play or lead live worship at CR with some friends from our worship ministry at Suncrest, and it’s always a good time. I get to play some music and worship together with some folks at our church who are really passionate and grateful for their relationship with Jesus, because they’ve seen Him offer His saving grace in some of the most dire situations imaginable. It’s a cool experience.
Normally, I just play and hang out for the service, and then I’ll head home. But this week, I decided to stick around, have some food, and sit in on what Celebrate Recovery calls their “Gratitude Night.” Everyone sings some worship songs together, and then they all sit down together and have some food. When folks are finished eating, everyone goes around and shares something that they are grateful for in their life at the moment. It was great to hear some of the responses that people offered up, and I was glad I stuck around.
As I was leaving last night, I was thinking about my experience and I was struck by one thing: the incredible humility of all the people there. At CR, no one was proud or felt any pressure to put a mask on and act like nothing was wrong. A lot of people shared openly about their struggles with some really tough stuff like alcoholism, drug addiction, divorces, loneliness, abuse, and the like.
I’m sure it struck me because it’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately, but one of the issues God is working on with me is my pride. I have a ton of friendships in my life that are relatively shallow, and if I’m honest, they are shallow because I am afraid to open up and really share the stuff (often ugly stuff) that’s happening in my life and my heart. By not opening up, I’m able to “save face.” I can convince people that I have everything together when I really don’t. The problem is that that’s a form of pride in my life, and that pride separates me from true Biblical community that God wants me (and all of us) to experience.
Tonight as I got a chance to listen in at Celebrate Recovery, I was just overwhelmed by a group of people who are honest and open about their struggles, and who live at a level of humility that is so much greater than mine. Some people told me tonight they were grateful for the opportunity to have some live music as they worshipped together, saying that I really got a chance to minister to them. But I can assure you, I was served in a much more powerful way than the people there tonight. I was shown a true example of humility in action, and what it looks like when broken, fallen, sinful people (aka all of us) come together to confess to each other and team up to follow Jesus. It inspired me to do the same, and to live with the same humility that I saw exhibited by so many of the awesome Celebrate Recovery people I met last night.