God is just too much.
The last two days have brought me up close and personal with His Spirit at work in people I love. Unexpected glimpses of Him have left me speechless. Wow.
I'm completely jazzed and amazed and consumed with reflective thoughts. I find myself staring into space thinking. I linger in a chair, gazing out the window, lost in my head. (To my IRL friends--I know what you're thinking. Trust me. It's worse than usual.) I can't sleep, recalling what I've seen. And I'm not getting squat done at my house!
But you know what? I really don't care. I don't care that my kitchen's a mess and I only got two loads of clothes washed today. I have no guilt for spending a fortune on lunch or slapping together nachos for dinner. It doesn't matter that I need to lose a little weight or have a zit forming on my chin. Having a title or amazing credits to my name means nothing.
None of it matters because I've seen God!
I've had a front row seat to His transforming power. I know, I know my Redeemer lives. My body is actually tingly with excitement.
He is real. He is living. He is working.
You know I have to sing again, right?
How can I keep from singing Your praise?
How can I ever say enough?
How amazing is Your love.
How can I keep from shouting Your name?
I know I am loved by the King
and it makes my heart want to sing.
Keep doing Your thing, God. Wow.