Okay MrPages, this week's worship conversation is too hard.  At first, I thought, what a great idea: sharing our thoughts and experiences in personal worship.  But now, after a week of thinking, I kinda feel like I got nuttin'.

I can think of relating a time when I was listening, rather absent mindedly, to Rita Springer while feeding my children lunch (I only had 3 at the time...or was it 4?...who's counting) and all of a sudden I had an undeniable, irrefusable need to lay on my face before the Lord.  And so I did.  Weeping and praying, with my toddlers strapped to their booster chairs wondering what happened to mommy.  The moment passed, and life went on.  I kind of didn't want it to stop.  I sort of wanted to stay there forever, except it was almost too intense...like I'd have something pop in my head if I kept on.

Then there was the time that I saw the sunset and tried to sing in praise to God, but He shut my mouth and I worshipped along with creation in complete silence.

Of course I also thought of the times that I thought I was really bringing something to the worship table, so to speak, and God shut down my prideful thoughts showing me I was nothing more than a clanging gong, or worse, a filthy rag. (onfire will remember the email war of words that brought out in our church years ago.)

But still what do I say to you?  Sometimes I'm drawn to worship by the reading of the word.  Othertimes a song, chosen or random, on the CD will bring me in.  Once in awhile just watching my children play stirs in my heart an understanding of God's expectation of what worship looks like.

Is any of this helpful?  Nope.  Is there a formula?  A recipe?  A guarantee that it will 'work' and satisfy my 'worship  hunger'?  Nope again.

So here, to make this long windedness even longer, but to end on a better worded note, are the lyrics to a song that I've been thinking of in relation to this topic all week.  Maybe it will fill in my blanks.

Gloria by Watermark

I wish I could crash like the waves, or turn like the autumn leaves

in effort to praise You

Wish I could smell like the forest, the fragrance lifting a mighty chorus

in effort to praise You

But I'm such a limited  creature

and my words can oly paint so many pictures

But somewhere I think I read that I am treasured over all creation

So I know that I must try

I wish I could roll like the thunder to leave the earth below in wonder

in effort to praise You

I wish I could fall like the summer rain and every drop would sing Your name

in effort to praise You

But I'm such a limited creature

and my words can only paint so many pictures

but somewhere I'm sure I read that I am treasured over all creation

so I know that I must try, I must try

Gloria, Glory in the highest! Forever I will hide myself in Thee

Every breath that I breathe, every moment in my history,

is an effort to praise You, an effort to praise You.

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