Each night, the 13 of us (7 from my team, 5 from the Ridiculous team,
and the squad leader Liz Norris) join forces with two YWAM teams to
worship and pray before we go out to the bars.
On Tuesday night, after a beautiful day, I was excited to worship and go
out to invest in the lives of the girls. But during worship, in which I
surprisingly found myself semi-dancing (ballet steps are randomly
coming back to me), I knew I had to be obedient and stay back at
Starbucks, our ‘ground zero’ outside Bangla Road with Hope, a fellow
Racer. So, after I ordered a black currant Frappucino(c), I sat on a
comfy chair to talk to and pray on behalf of our teams, bar-hopping for
Jesus.
But going back to Tuesday’s worship night: I am starting to believe the
words that were spoken to me a few weeks ago at church in Cambodia. I
was told that I could be both an intellect AND a worshipper. Up until
then, I thought I could only be the former and in all honesty–only
valued the former. I value intelligence, education, and information too
much at times. But now, little by little, God is revealing to me that I
can not only value both, but BE both.
P.s. (I do not plan to yell or break dance in the middle of worship any
time soon, but I am gradually getting past my usual solid state.) 🙂
