When lockdown started last month and my gym closed (damm), I had to do some kind of exercise. Walking became my new routine. At times I put my pods in and other days I walked with random thoughts of when the lockdown is over, I need to call my doctor for a pap smear, which I have been dreading. I am going to get my roots done and get a pedicure — all in that order. Yes, all essentials.
Somewhere in between my brain cells, a soft voice kept reminding me to come to the throne of grace and worship HIM.
The gentle voice kept speaking to me, and I wave it away. That is me.
Other thoughts that run through like will I be able to hug friends or family members? Can we gather around at Pegasus Pizza with my family on a Friday night to laugh and talk and to celebrate the weekend? How do we sit, side by side, or continue that 6 feet apart golden rule?
My favorite song, called The Heart of Worship – interrupts my stream of consciousness.
The lyrics go like this-
When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that’s of worth
That will bless your heart
As I finish my walk, I realize it takes a song to speak to my heart that this time right now is all about coming to God and praying to him- way maker of all things. He will make a way where it seems impossible.
When all is strip away, what do we have? We have our faith. We have his son, Jesus.
I believe that God wants us to use this time to worship and find joy in his presence. There is nothing to do except sloww down and sit awhile and look upward where the presence of peace reigns.