To bow before Him

Up until recently, I don’t know that in my 37 years I had ever spent time just worshiping God for who he is.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve spent tons of time worshiping God for what he’s done… sending His son, leading my life, loving me, etc.  But I don’t know that I have spent much time in complete adoration of God, for who he is.

So I found some worship songs that are about God and not about what he has done, or asking him to do something else.  This task is a harder task than you would think.  As I played these songs I spent time thinking about God, the creator of the universe.  I spent time writing all the different words that describe him.  I spent time worshiping HIM.  I read Revelation 5:11-14

 Then I looked, and I heard around the throne and the living creatures and the elders the voice of many angels, numbering myriads of myriads and thousands of thousands, saying with a loud voice, 

“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain,
to receive power and wealth and wisdom and might
and honor and glory and blessing!”

And I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and in the sea, and all that is in them, saying, 

“To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb
be blessing and honor and glory and might forever and ever!”

And the four living creatures said, “Amen!” and the elders fell down and worshiped.

And as I did so, I was brought to my knees.  Physically to my knees, what an amazing God we get to have relationship with.  As I was on the floor imagining in some small way what it would be like to be in God’s presence I was overwhelmed.  I was overwhelmed with the idea that God is that mighty, powerful and magnificent and he wants a relationship with me.  I was overwhelmed with the idea that not only does he want a relationship with me, but he uses me to bring Him glory here on earth.  And not only does He use me, He uses my son.  And that thought brought me to a place of deep worship, and humility.  God uses my son for His glory.  And I immediately wrote this in my journal.


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