A Unique Worship
True worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. ~John 4:23 {NIV}
Worship means so many things to me.
Something different to others.
For me, my awareness of it began with an event. Of singing together in church.
Then someone wrote that worship is more than just singing. So I began seeing the beauty of nature and the sweetness of babies’ eyes and really great chocolate cake (the kind with 3 layers and butter cream icing!). And words of thanksgiving and pleasant feelings poured out, in worship of God’s goodness to give me such awesome sights and tastes.
Then someone wrote that it’s in our quiet times that we worship the best. So I spent some time doing that, adding some times of just pure praise after my prayers.
Then I read a learned man of God who wrote of worship in the ordinary things of life, like doing dishes. So I hummed praise music to myself as I dusted the living room tables.
Each decade seemed to offer additional insight and wisdom about this worship thing. And each idea became an item in my arsenal of worship ideas as I meandered the path of finding the faith that God had placed in my heart.
Until one day, I stopped wandering and wondering.
And I just worshiped.
And it looked different, and it looked the same. And it was tearful, and sometimes not. And it was solemn, and sometimes raucous. It was alone, and with a crowd. It was loud, and it was silent within me. It was planned and it was spontaneous.
Oh what a glorious Father we have who has made each one of us so utterly distinct, down to the very grooves on the ends of our fingertips.
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And just like the outward grooves, He has grooved each one of our hearts to find Him in our way, in our timing, in our volume.
Worship is more than what is on a checklist, or even written in the learned authors’ writings.
Worship is deep in our soul, and sometimes oozes out easily as we walk down a street, and sometimes we cry our way down the path to it in the darkness of the night.
No matter how we get there, He waits there for us to come to Him.
To find Him at our wit’s end, and to enjoy the very thought of His constant presence with us.
Oh thank you God, for showing yourself to me in so many ways, for teaching me to worship you in voice and thought, in writing and in wordlessness. I can’t imagine putting my worship into a box but if I had to, it would be immense, for you have shown me so many facets and pearls of it. I praise your name and your face and your faithfulness and your everything. Amen.
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“Worship is deep in our soul, and sometimes oozes out easily as we walk down a street, and sometimes we cry our way down the path to it in the darkness of the night.” I love the experiementing! It brings us, as you wrote, to a place of being able to worship anytime, anywhere, and anyhow!!
My heart is full and thankful! ❤️This is so true!