Go Time Part Two
“When it rains it pours and opens doors and floods the floors”
Every thought and resulting action comes to a point where ownership can be designated. I can take it and own it, or I can choose to give ownership to God. More often than not I take ownership. It’s just easier that way.
I opened up a bit yesterday about a let down that led me through a path of frustration and doubt that left me swimming in uncertain worship. I must say, today I find myself still treading water. I began to worship yesterday because that’s what God told me to do. At the time His request was known I was at work and nowhere near a guitar. So I worshiped with what I had available. My will.
At the moment God was asking me to worship through it, He knew I was in a place where I had no access to my “comfort worship.” I had no guitar, no iPod, no song to sing, because He was asking for more. He did not want my typical worship. He did not want my easy worship. He wanted the hard worship. He wanted me to worship Him with my will. He wanted ownership of my thoughts and actions. He wanted it all and for the first time in a while, I was listening.
So now what?
Well, a funny thing begins to occur when you decide to listen and act on what God is telling you. Floodgates of a darker source, almost with a comical predictability, fling open. So now here I am, the waters are wild and rough and I’m smack dab in the middle of them. I am a point of two converging currents: the stream of God’s calling and the stream of the one we call the devil meet me at my residence of worship.
What the frick?? All I did was ask for a week off from work!!
Well, here I am, day two of “will worshiping” and it’s getting crazy. This blog started yesterday as a question of whether or not I should throw caution to the wind and go to training camp putting at risk my job. I asked the question if I was being irresponsible. I am beginning to think I may have been asking the wrong question…
