We had a night of creative worship last week as a whole squad and I felt the urge to grab my journal and head outside instead of staying inside singing. At first, I didn't think much would come of it…but as I read what I wrote later- I realized just how much more intimate my worship was . So many times I disengage when worship is put in a box of standing around singing. This was revolutionary for me. So below is part of what I wrote that night in my journal as I worshiped the King. 🙂 Enjoy!
I am a Daughter of the King and I am fearfully and wonderfully made. NO ONE can separate me from Your love. NOTHING can separate me from your love. My identity does not lie in my earthy abilities. My identity lies in You. Your love is overcoming my fears and my failures. I cannot help but stand courageously in the face of my enemy. How could I when the One who orchestrates the waves and placed the stars in the night stands boldly next to me. Ready. To Fight. For me. The promises of man may fail- they do fail. But your promises remain. They are everlasting! God, my Father, you have freed me from my brokenness. You have loved me unconditionally. How can I stand here….and not be moved by you. I feel the breeze on my face and know you are here. I cannot see your physical face, but I see you every day. I see you in the majestic sunrise each morning and in the peaceful quiet before the world awakens. I see you in the face of a child’s beaming smile as he holds his chubby hands up toward my face. I hear your whisper listening to the sound of the ocean waves rise and fall. You have loved me with no strings attached. And I want to love you back and serve you with no strings attached. Show me the depth of your love.
