I love Five Minute Fridays! Here’s the skinny-Lisa-Jo Baker gives us a prompt, one word and then we write. Five minutes, no edits. Then link-up an share the love!
I have to admit, I’m a music girl. I love rocking out to a little bit of everything, from country to crunk, I may even chase a few waterfalls every now and then ((in)couragers, that one’s for you. You know who you are ;). But there is something to be said for honest to Godness worship. And we all do it differently. I have to say, I was caught in a moment of worship tonight, sitting on my bed, laptop in front of me and the chatting of some pretty amazing women flying on the screen in front of me. See, I’ve been praying for this. I’ve been begging to be used in women’s ministry, even though I feel less than adequate. I’ve been craving some girls to join on my bench and sit with me in community, coffee in hand and chocolate at the ready. I’ve seeked, and been found. And tonight I worship Him for that. Tonight I give praise and thanks for my sisters who will stand by me, a thousand miles away, and whisper prayers for my struggles. Tonight I worship in awe that He has provided, again and again.
And I have missed worship. I mentioned a while ago that it’s been awhile since I’ve found myself on a church pew, for various reasons. And I miss the peace that comes with Sunday morning worship. That reckoning of my soul and spirit with praise music and old hymns. Nothing can bring me to tears quicker than the movement of a song, hands raised, swaying to the music. I’ve learned in these last couple of years that worship doesn’t have to find me in a pew. Worship doesn’t have to exist in only a church building. I’ve found it on the beach, or running on a trail. And tonight I found it again, tears in my eyes and chills on my skin, sitting on my bed with my laptop in front of me.
p.s. I borrowed the picture from http://waysideweb.org/worship-experience/