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Worship

Worship

Joining Five Minute Fridays with Lisa-Jo today. Thankful for an opportunity to capture a few thoughts in the midst of the crazy beauty of our new life (three biological boys plus two foster children).

Prompt: Worship

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There’s a beauty in the gross things. The little things. The things that make you sweat. The things that leak and smell and cry or whine, the things that won’t look you in the eye. The small smiles. The trusting hand that finally grabs hold. The time invested so they finally call you by name.

It’s worship. All of it.

Right here, right now, my worship is in these moments. It’s five little heads–some smaller than others–looking for my hands to come upon them in prayer. Waiting for the sticky kiss on foreheads–the kind that won’t rub off (ever, I promise). My diaper duties sing songs to my King and when I bathe that one child (for the second time that day because of a potty accident) my soapy hands and aching knees are as much of a hymn as I have ever mustered.

My feet are chanting as they walk back and forth down the halls of this house, opening doors and closing them, checking eyelids to make sure they’re closed.

My eyes–they’re leaking tears of praise and fear and adoration and anxiety and love for the Father who brought me to this temple.

And by the time I come to Sunday and the music surges through my veins, I find my mouth cannot even open for the rawness of it all.

The worship I’m doing is always right now. The hardest, most beautiful, messy poured-out love letter I’ve ever written.

 

Comments

  1. Erin Salmon says:

    Katie, I love the grace you’ve found in the small things, the beauty of God in the moment. Thank you for the reminder.

  2. You have figured out “worship” way earlier in life than I did…so glad…because it is the worship God created you for …and it is beautiful.

  3. Katie, I am so happy for you to see this dream come to fruition. I’m sure just getting to this point has been an unbelievable journey. And it’s only the beginning. You amaze and inspire me. Thank you.

  4. Pattie Hannah says:

    Katie, your words take my breath away! “Heart-stretching” indeed…that’s the nature of a relationship with our God, the One who forever holds us in His outstretched arms. May hymns of praise forever define your life in the temple God has brought you to.

  5. Beautiful! We have our first respite placement this week, and I can so relate. Thank you for sharing this truth!

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