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Upon reflecting together a few days later, someone described the event perfectly: “powerful, yet unspectacular.” It really was true. Tens of thousands of people gathered over the course of the revival to witness a bit of Heaven on earth. As Revelation describes Heaven, “a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages,” gathered to praise the Lord (Revelation 7:9 ESV). Every generation gathered, a variety of languages were spoken, and a diverse people praised the same God. How powerful.
Yet, there was no flashy equipment, no wonderfully talented worship leaders taking the stage, and no fancy instruments. In fact, the room was filled with exhausted parents and burnt-out college students and crying babies and retired grandparents (and most of them were wearing sweatpants). There was chatter. There were children playing. There was Bible study. There were lines to the bathroom. There was worship. There were tears. There were smiles. It was beautifully unspectacular.
I think this is typically how we see God move in our lives. It made me think: “how has God shown up powerfully, yet unspectacularly recently?”
Undoubtedly, God shows up every day in the unspectacular ways. He makes the sun rise, He fills my lungs with air, and He gives me the strength I need for each day. I have begun to see Him in the unspectacular more often, and I have begun to see just how powerful that is.
This is the God I know. He is gracious and kind. He is righteous and loving. He is powerful. He does great, spectacular miracles, yes. But more often, He works wonders in the mundane.
He is a Good, Good Father.
Camryn is a McConnell Scholar in the class of 2025. She is studying psychology and political science.