Boundless worship gatherings are not bound by human control, leaders’ agendas, religious programs, or church traditions. They are unbounded and free to follow the direct leadership of the living, resurrected Jesus Christ and to flow wherever He may take them. Human-controlled meetings are bound by our perspective, our ego, our traditions, our fear of what people might think, our comfort zone, and our self-imposed time constraints. Spirit-controlled meetings are literally boundless!
Pentecost was a boundless gathering. The 120 met in an upper room, all bound up in fear and apprehension, but wound up unbound on the streets shouting the sound of God’s praises all around town and ready to go anywhere, to pay any price, to take the world for God! (The early Salvationists were also like that.)
The world for God! The world for God!
For this, dear Lord, give to my soul consuming fire.
Give fire that makes men heroes, turns weakness into might,
The fire that gives the courage to suffer for the fight,
The fire that changes fearing to Pentecostal daring,
The fire that makes me willing for Christ to live or die.
Perhaps our holiness meetings could be bound less by our religious format (our form of godliness) — a call to worship, a few songs, an offering, a sermon, an altar call, and a benediction. If we were bound less to our methods and programs, we could be more open to and responsive to the direct leadership of the boundless Holy Spirit!
The tide is now flowing! But are we touching the wave? Are we hearing and obeying the direct call of Almighty God when we meet for worship? Are we allowing the waters of the Spirit to roll over us and to take control when we meet in Jesus’ name? (Or are we stopping the flow–quenching the Spirit–with our programs and control?)
Let’s be bound less!
O boundless salvation! deep ocean of love,
O fullness of mercy, Christ brought from above,
The whole world redeeming, so rich and so free,
Now flowing for all men, come, roll over me!
The tide is now flowing, I’m touching the wave,
I hear the loud call of the Mighty-to-Save;
My faith’s growing bolder, delivered I’ll be;
I plunge ’neath the waters they roll over me.
And now, hallelujah! the rest of my days
Shall gladly be spent in promoting His praise
Who opened His bosom to pour out this sea
Of boundless salvation for you and for me.