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In Answer To DanDee..."HOW DO I WORSHIP?" I'll begin by saying that I find this question and the comments that followed it to be much more interesting than blogs on peoples' sex lives and cut and paste jokes! Those can be fun treats but this is very enlightening and cuts to the core of our lives. So thanks to Dan and all those who commented. When I was a I believed because like the 's song says..."How do I know? The Bible tells me so!" I grew up in a home where there was no mention of God and right and wrong were determined by the mood and whim of my parents. They wanted me to be good and were determined to teach me by whatever means necessary...even if they had to beat me to death to do it. I don't know how I started going to church but I remember walking to Sunday School and Church every week from a very early age, about 7 or 8. I always went alone then. In fact, the only time I remember my mother going with me was after I became a . And I don't ever recall my father attending a church service. I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior at 16 and at 18 married a Christian fellow and continued to attend church regularly. Still, I believed because of what I read in the Bible and because other people I respected and admired told me I should. At 43 my marriage ended and for the next 12 years I avoided church. I didn't doubt God existed but I didn't worship. In fact, I was so distracted by trying to survive I mostly ignored Him. But throughout that time He continued to provide for me, sometimes in miraculous ways. When I was 55 a series of events occurred that can only be termed spiritually life altering and I came to know God, my Father; Jesus, my Savior and The Holy Spirit, my Comfort and Guide in a real and personal way. Now I KNOW them in relationship not just about them in a generic pseudo-intellectual way. My worship is as many faceted as any relationship can be. I have walked and talked and laughed and cried,stumbled and fallen, gotten up and given praise. I attend church on Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights where I fellowship with other believers and speak to God thru song and prayer. Tears flow frequently as He lets me know how much He loves me. Passion rises up in me as I am filled with compassion for those who don't yet know the joy of salvation, worship and service. On Monday mornings I receive a group of ladies into my home and lead a Bible study. It is scheduled from 9 till 10 but more often than not we linger until 12:30, caught up in intercessory prayer and praise. The next few weeks we will be searching the scriptures for wisdom, discernment and direction to become the best "us" we can be, making our dreams become reality. But the sweetest times, the times of deepest worship and indwelling of the Spirit of God are those times I spend alone with my Father...sometimes in my bedroom, sometimes in the living room, sometimes outdoors under a canopy of azure sky and milk-white clouds. That's when I can speak most openly, baring my heart, allowing my spirit to be cleansed and filled. That's how I worship and it is right for me...not necessarily for someone else. Each of us is unique in God's eyes and what is good for one is not necessarily the best for another. Many have stated that their beliefs and worship are very private and I totally respect that. Others say that they do not seek organized religion and I can heartily relate to that. I've been in churches that were so "organized" they wouldn't have time for JESUS to speak if He showed up on Sunday morning. Some say they avoid church because of all the hypocrites who are there...but if you are going to avoid hypocrisy you'd have to avoid most of human activity because it is rampant everywhere. The only reason I want to share my feelings on this matter is because I have experienced so much peace and joy through my relationship to God that I desire it for everyone. May God richly bless each one who reads these blogs, in a way that is meaningful for them and recognizable to them. |
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A very enjoyable read , thank you Joygirl
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