If there is one thing I truly, wholeheartedly miss about attending my former church, it’s the praise and worship time. The worship team and musicians were very talented, but it isn’t the music I reminisce about. No, it was the little slice of time I could sing out, raise my hands, clap, close my eyes, and pray aloud. Sure, I can do this now, at home, but it’s not the same. I love the corporate aspect of it. Jesus said, “For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them.”
I’m affectionate. I constantly kiss, hug and hold Z. I force kisses on K. Literally. He’s grown so use to my smooch abuse, he worries when I don’t try to grab him.
That’s my way of showing love. I will literally love on you. I have happily walked arm and arm with my best friend, and still sit on my mom’s lap.
How much more wondrous is it when I allow my love for Abba Father to show forth?
Remember when those “Jesus is my Homeboy” tees were all the rage? I still have mine (I also have a tee from 2007 that says “You looked better on MySpace”. And no, I don’t want to part with either, just yet.). They fit nicely with the song, “I am a Friend of God.” These sentiments are true. Jesus is Friend and Brother. Through Him, we are adopted into the family of God.
It is vital, though, to step back and meditate on the power of that. Skip pass the chorus and focus on the verse:
That you hear me, when I call
Is it true that you are thinking of me
How you love me, it’s amazing (Who am I Lord)
Think about it. God. The Creator of the whole universe, the Alpha & Omega, the beginning and the end. Magnificent. Amazing. Wondrous.
I’m reminded of the song, “Who Am I?”:
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
But because of what You’ve done
Not because of what I’ve done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I’m calling
Lord, You catch me when I’m falling
And You’ve told me who I am
I am Yours