Saturday, July 10, 2010
Way Of Worship
When my world is falling apart, and deep within my heart, satan's darts have left their marks, I will not stumble, nor will I fall. Instead, I will lift my weary head, and turn my blurry, tear stained eyes upon Jesus. He will, as always, lift me up, and set me upon lofty places. He is my Saviour, my Beloved, the One I adore. There is none above Him, none more worthy of my love, or praise. Together, we begin to dance. The troubles of this world, begin to fade away, as my Saviour and I sway to the heavenly music that the angels graciously provide for us. Praying, and swaying, what a beautiful way to start my day.