Sometimes, waiting looks like WORSHIP...
I am a writer, but I'm also a worshipper.
This is what happens when I wait on the Lord with melody, line, and lyric.
I've been waiting a long time...
It just hasn't always looked like it does now...
As long as I can remember I've loved music. And I've always loved hearing the Lord speak through it, especially ear-splitting worship moments with other believers where it seemed heaven was so close you could walk right in. So when the Lord asked me to purposefully turn down my life and give my soul space to breathe and start getting really quiet to find Him, I wan't sure I could hear the Lord clearly without all the noise.
However...
I started finding the Lord in the tiny pauses of life, the normal, everyday quiet moments I was used to blowing right through in pursuit of the louder ones. I began to ask Him to show me, 'What do you want to teach me? ...Right here, right now.' And you know what? He started showing me precious little things that have become the foundation of everything here... and how to find the Lord in the tiny, normal moments of life. These days, I still love those thunderous worship moments, but He is also teaching me that sometimes you have to get really quiet to hear the Lord really loudly. I'm learning the sacredness of the silent pauses and embracing waiting on my faithful Father as he re-tunes my heart to sing His praise in the spaces between all the sound.
