last night i went to a worship concert @ a local club downtown. first time i had been there and was quite excited. Daniel Bashta and Jason Morant. Having had a rough couple of days I would have taken any chance to forget about it all and boldly come into his presence.
as i was worshipping i began to think……this happens quit often…..but i was trying to push it out and let God love me…..it wasn’t working (or so i thought)
i got out my Blackberry and started typing as fast as i could
here are my thoughts…..
What is worship?
There are many styles..many expressions..but what is it?
Is it singing songs?
Is it praying?
Is it dancing?
Is it proclaiming His name in the streets?
Is it taking one for the team?
Is it giving everything up to live some where that no one knows your name?
Is it choosing to live and not die?
Is it simply waking up in the morning when there is nothing to live for?
Is it choosing joy?
Is it living in spite of yourself?
Are we only able to worship when things are good and the music is loud and the WORD is brought?
Can we worship where there is no stringed lyre?
When there is no one preaching the word?
Can we truly find God in a dark dungeon?
Can we cling to HIS life and promised when there is no hope?
No light? No air to breathe?
In your closet can you meet with the mighty one?
What are your experiences in worship?
Where has God been the most real?
When has heaven fallen on you the hardest?
When was the last time that you were breathless after worship….not from dancing or jumping…..but from meeting with the one that we call King??
