Thursday, July 03, 2008
Grateful for the Freedom to Worship
Each Sunday I walk through my church doors and find a second home, a place where it is okay to be me. I find love and acceptance among people seeking God. None of us are perfect. None of us have life figured out. We are all trudging along, looking for the best way to move beyond who we are into who God has decided we should be.
We have conversations that move beyond the polite "How are you?" into honest concern and sharing. We ask questions. We discuss. We sing. We listen to God's chosen speak. We search the scriptures.
The people I worship with model trust, faithfulness and perseverance in the midst of personal struggle. They determine to believe what God says is true, living out that belief every day of their lives. They make me want to be a better person, a better Christian and I am honored to be part of them.
Sometimes in our praise time, I stop singing to hear the voices filling the room. Though I know some can only go through the motions, others lift them up as they give it their all. In that moment we are one in voice and I wonder if God is smiling like me at the miracle--a myriad of people, full of differences, together in one room, focused on one purpose, coming in contact with Almighty God.
And I am so thankful, so privileged, to have the freedom to be together in this way. I am cognizant of the sacrifices of many people I never knew who have given me this luxury and my heart overflows with gratitude.
Thank You, Lord. Thank You for this freedom to worship that I often take for granted. Bless those who have sacrificed to provide this for a nation who doesn't always appreciate it. May we understand and treasure the gift.
To read what others are thankful for, visit Iris at Sting My Heart.