I pray this is how my worship looks to some people on Sunday morning. You may not be able to see it, and may have trouble understanding it, but this is actually how I feel. Truly excited and joyous about a relationship I have enjoyed for quite some time; a relationship that has proven to bring more joy to my life than any other; while I long to celebrate all God has done in my life, I am most definitely unable to express it in a way that does it justice. My praise sometimes is just as odd as Microsoft founder Bill Gates dancing to the Rolling Stones, but I am thankful that it is just as authentic. Even if that authenticity isn't something to write home about. In Psalm 103 David said it better than I can express it:
Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits--
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
6/2014-2/2017 Pastor Gary Priddy