I sit here in my house alone on a Sunday morning. Well, not
completely alone. My sweet golden retriever, Louie, is at my feet, where he
often stays. I was a little sad that I
could not attend worship with my family this morning. This flu virus has me at home for another two
days. I praise the Lord that I am
feeling better and it took all that was in me not to get in that car with my
family and head to church anyway but I am trying my hardest to heed the
doctor’s (and others that have travelled the flu road before me) instructions
and stay home until Tuesday. This flu virus is so widespread and nasty and the
doctor was very adamant that I stay contained in my home until Tuesday. So here
I sit. Good thing I love my home!
Though I couldn’t attend worship at my usual place, SHBC, I
was able to have my own worship service here.
This is not my typical choice for Sunday morning because I love being
with the body of Christ. God’s Word is
clear in our need for worshiping together.
“Let us not give
up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let
us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.”
Hebrews 10:25
But today is different, special. Today, my worship is alone
for an audience of ONE! Oh, how sweet it
is! I love to be in the presence of my Savior,
just him and I. His Word open on my lap
and my head bowed in reverence to his sovereignty. As I read through scripture I can openly talk
to him and share how his Word touches my heart.
As I pray, I can lift my hands and my voice as I’m in his presence
alone. As he speaks to me, not in an
audible voice, but deep in my spirit, I bask in the quietness of the room but even
more so in his glorious presence that is so overwhelming! True worship for the ONE TRUE GOD! Worship so sweet as my love for him grows
deeper and deeper! HE really is all that
I need! All for him, my God and
King!
“O God, you are
my God; I earnestly search for you. My
soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where
there is no water. I have seen you in your sanctuary
and gazed upon your
power and glory. Your unfailing love is better than life itself; how I
praise you! I will praise you as long as I live, lifting up my hands to you in
prayer. You satisfy me more than the richest feast. I will praise you with songs of
joy. I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. Because
you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. I cling
to you; your strong right hand holds me securely.”
Psalm 63:1-8
(NLT)
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