Sunday, March 3, 2019

Dear God,

He sang like an angel.  I closed my eyes and let my heart hear it as well as my ears.  His singing whisked me to heaven.

How is it possible, O Lord, that we can be transported into the heavens?  How is it that our hearts can suddenly be quickened, our minds put on pause and our ears opened to the song of angels?  Only you, O God, only you can do this amazing feat.

As I listened to Tim sing in worship, I let his words and the words of the composer of Once and For All, Lauren Daigle, speak to my innermost being:  "God, I give you what I can today.  These scattered ashes that are hid away.  I lay it all at your feet.  From the corners of my deepest shame.  The empty places where I've worn your name.  Show me the love I say I believe.  O help me to lay it down, Oh, Lord, I'll lay it down." 

Nothing is hid from you, O God, nothing.  When I stepped into worship, I carried Me in, all of me, my shame, my ashes and my empty places.  When I heard the song of heaven, I wanted to rise and let it all fall.  I wanted to let go of it all, let it fall to your feet, let it go once and for all.  Instead I let my tears flow.  In the quiet I let my tears flow at your feet.

Most Wondrous God,
you bless us
in extraordinary ways.
You sing
to us
the song
of faith.
You invite us in
to dwell
with you,
to let go
and let go
and let go.
When empty
you refill us
with you.
Thank you,
thank you,
thank you.

Love always, Andrea