Joe DiMaggio was one of the all time great baseball players. For 13 years he played center field for the New York Yankees with a skill and passion exhibited by few others in history of the game.
DiMaggio was once asked by reporter why he played the way that he did. His reply was, “Because there is always some kid who may be seeing me for the first time. I owe him my best.” This was the great and noble pressure he played under. Let me seek to apply this truth to our worship. Virtually every Lord’s Day there are visitors to our assembly. Some of them are just passing through, but others are folks from our area. Some of them are unbelievers and some of them are Christians in search of a new church. They are going to make assessments and judgments about our assembly. Those assessments and judgments based on their visit will determine, humanly speaking, if they are ever going to return. The decision to return and perhaps become a part of our assembly will be life changing. For some, it may determine their eternal destiny. Does it matter how we worship and interact with others every single time? Can’t we have some Lord’s Days where we just go through the motions? Who cares? What difference does it make if I am attentive and involved? Who will notice? Does it matter what kind of sermon has been prepared and how it is presented? Does it matter if we sing with gusto or murmur our praises? Does it matter if we show attention to the word and demonstrate a spirit of love, openness, and hospitality? Does it really matter if I greet someone or walk past them as though they are not there?
The reality is that there are another pair of eyes upon us every Lord’s Day. It is ultimately for Him that we gather. It is His pleasure that we seek. What we do matters and it matters every time. Joe was right. We owe not only ourselves, but others—a watching world and an all seeing God our best.