Saturday, February 26, 2011
Sometimes I wish I knew how to dance.
Not that I'm especially graceful, but there are times when I feel like I need another way of expressing my heart.
When I want to sing along to worship music but have had a cold and lost my voice.
When my heart is overflowing with emotion and voice alone will not express it.
When my limited piano skills are inadequate.
But… I can raise my hands to my Maker and lift up my voice in praise.
I can move my feet in worship anytime I run errands and help others.
I can stretch out my hands to the needy or embrace with compassion those hurting.
This is all worship.
All of this can give a voice to my thankfulness.
And you know what?
I bet God's enjoying it, too.