Have you ever asked God to open your eyes and then He does and all of a sudden you're like ....
How did we drift so far away in this particular area?
That's what happened here last night as God totally moved in our house as we all worshiped Him together. TOGETHER.
As I watched #2 run to go get her worship flags I sadly realized it had been a very, very long time since our family turned on Rita Springer and poured ourselves out in worship to the One who loves us extravagantly. I couldn't help but feel the regret of many rushed nights of 2 minute devotions followed by dry, shallow prayers just to say we did it. That feels so Phariseeical (I just broke my Spellcheck function with that word). I mean...we thought our hearts were in it until I saw what true worship looked like last night.....
It was not rushed.
It was peaceful.
It was beautiful.
It was creative.
It was refreshing.
It was all for Him.
Afterwards I started to think of some of the things I had begun to compromise on in our walk as a family, certain TV shows, school activities that contradicted God's word, and even how I've viewed some of the kids giving my kids a rough time. Could this lack of worship as a family be contributing to any of those things? I began to press in and ask God for wisdom and an increase in compassion. I don't want to waste my time with Him on powerless prayers anymore....being in His presence just leaves me wanting more.