This is a unique blog.
A blog with two authors. My friend Patty and I wrote this while our teams were
in Romania together. It is a blog about worship, from two unapologetic writers.
We decided to do this together because God has called us uniquely, but unified.
And because there is beauty in collaboration, in hearts beating with similar
passion, and a God who calls us all to worship together.
We were created to worship and we long to worship. We have been breathed into with the
spirit of God-the spirit that is swirling in each of us. But we have not be designed to build a
barricade and harbor that spirit for ourselves, God has designed each of us to
let it be known. To give it
out. To bear it to the world.
For us, writing is how God speaks to us and through us.
This, right here right now, is an act of worship for
us. God has uniquely placed in us
words and thoughts, sentences and paragraphs. It is an act of worship for us to receive them, and an act
of worship to pass them along.
This is how the presence of God manifests itself in us, and we didn’t
decide that. Its God revealed to
us, and it’s not enough for us to just hold onto it and go on our merry
way. We didn’t make a decision to
worship the Lord through writing, it’s more like God decided that’s what He
wanted from each of us.
Then, put it in us in
a way that we couldn’t ignore.
It’s different than just trying to be a writer, because it’s
not actually about us. It’s not
even of us. When the right words make the right sentence, there’s
something bigger than us behind it.
It almost doesn’t feel like us writing, and because of that reality,
criticism doesn’t break us and approval doesn’t inflate us. There is freedom, because it’s just not
about us. There is value in our
words solely because they are of the Lord. Our stories are really stories about God, not about us. They are set in us to glorify Him, and
we have made the choice to be obedient.
We aren’t the writers of the words, but we control whether
they get written. But we do have
the choice of passing it along, answering the call to share it with the
world. It’s the saying yes to
writing the words that is worshipful.
Those words are a piece of the puzzle that only we have, our part to
play ushering in the Kingdom of God.
We must use our voice, step out in faith, and offer what God has given
us to offer. No editing. No proofreading. No polishing. No concern for what others think-not even for what we
ourselves think. Just give it, and
let it be. We celebrate the
freedom and the desire to share without an agenda, an expectation for a
response, or any motivation other than worshipful obedience. We lay our prideful abilities and human
strength down at the alter and pick up a humble desire to pass along the presence
of God. Its selfless giving in its
purest form-unconditional, unconstrained, and unafraid.
So we write.
Not only to get rid of that nagging jumble of words that wells up in us
until we write it all down, but to steward that jumble of words into a beautiful
expression of His love for the world.
Words that were not given to us to keep, so much so that they aren’t
even fully ours until we don’t have them anymore. He has entrusted us with our stories, and we are called to
steward them with great care and importance.
We offer up to God the act of giving-the giving of the very
words He has inspired. We worship
Him with the words He has given us.
Like a painter with a brush.
Like a singer with a voice.
Like a clown with a really tiny car. We were created unique and God desires our unique
adoration-beautifully dissimilar to anyone else’s.
We worship with what
we are given, and for us, its words.
