They stood.
I sat.
They bellowed.
I whispered.
It was the first time, the very first, that I didn't feel uncomfortable doing my own thing. I felt His presence, I sang in quiet ways to Him. I love singing, but in all honesty, it is not my most authentic worship.
{Wonder is involuntary praise.} Edward Young
These words, penned far from my own eyes, have tattooed themselves to my mind. I gasp at the way the light falls, smile at the rolling mist, feel the brush of leaves against my palm; these are my moments of worship.
When gratitude, that blessed eucharisteo, rolls over my soul, and flattens complaints and worries.
When I choose Him over others.
When I am afraid, but I walk on.
To trust Him is to worship Him.
Five Minute Fridays! http://lisajobaker.com/2013/08/five-minute-friday-worship/
http://www.incourage.me/2013/08/a-five-minute-friday-free-write-on-the-word-worship.html
Thanks for visiting me ... I wanted to let you know you have a gift! I can see it in this little post here. Beautifully written!~Cassandra, your FMF neighbor.
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