Worship at Michigan

For many of you starting to follow my blog, you have found yourselves patiently waiting through my days of indecisiveness. Sometimes words are just not enough to fully capture how God is shaping our lives...when it comes down to it, there are never enough words to describe what He is doing! I want to share a bit today in hopes to give an understanding of the direction I am being led.

Over the weekend, God blessed me with a mini-vacation. I had the opportunity to open for an Indie Concert where four other musicians would inspire us in their art, and my privilege was to share God. It was not a Christian concert, and my set only included one song that could be considered for "corporate worship", yet in the midst of all the music were a people understanding and agreeing together on the meaning of the words God had laid on my heart to share. Conversations were started and God spoke through me to share the testimony He has formed my life to be.

I am sure this will not be the last time I share this, because it seems like our human minds have somehow gotten so caught up in fear that we have lost the ability to not make life so complicated. God never gave us rules for how to write music or lead others to sing to Him, but He shares many moments where His people sang and danced before Him, about Him, and about the ways of life around them they were going through while living for Him. We worship God with our lives. The very essence of our being speaks of our Creator.

The reason why God's Law is not a law of a dictator is because I believe He was sharing with us what should be as common sense; "Do that, and this will happen." There are times when we should sing together, because that's what we do when we are at any concert and love the lyrics. There are times when we should spark a reaction in each other, offer an "amen", an "I agree", an "I've totally been there", and even the "I have no idea what you're talking about".

Walking out on the shores of Lake Michigan helped me breath easier; I have recently been so caught up with the pressures of being an adult that "resting" had become somewhat of a dream. In those peaceful moments of taking in the air and beauty of God's creation, He showed me that we should never feel like we have to complicate the lives we've been given. When we are willing to place our lives back into His arms, we can see that He entrusts us as caretakers of His talents, Love, and beauty. The way we worship is our response.

John the Caretaker: A Return to Long Acre Park

Today was a return to Long Acre Park. I know I had stated before that I would seek out a new location every day, but my recent schedule is making its twists and turns. In the midst of it all, I did end up finding a good spot in the bleachers of a baseball field to sing.

I am excited because today I got to meet John, one of the city park's caretakers. John is an African American with a family. He works from Spring through October and collects unemployment through the rest of the year. He loves his job and holds onto the hope of being able to be supportive. John is an inspiration because of the smile he shares while he serves the community and makes daily sacrifices for those he loves.

I pray for the strive to make those sacrifices for my family, both of those that I was born into, and for those in the family God blesses me with in the future.

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