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Worship..

This morning at church, we really really worshiped, not that we don’t always really worship, but today we really really worshiped. We sang one of my favorite songs, None but Jesus by Hillsong, and although we have sang it a dozen times at church, it really really ministered to me this morning. I was all about raising my hands while leading worship without a care who was watching me or if I was making a fool of myself. Sometimes I get so caught up in the “performance” that I miss the “worship” and have been consequently convicted :)

Really read the words to this song, and turn up the volume. Raise your hands and really worship Him.

Because really, there is None but Jesus.

Hillsong - None But Jesus

In the quiet, in the stillness
I know that You are God
In the secret of Your presence
I know there I am restored

When You call I won’t refuse
Each new day again I’ll choose

There is no one else for me
None but Jesus
Crucified to set me free
Now I live to bring Him praise

In the chaos, in confusion
I know You’re Sovereign still
In the moment of my weakness
You give me grace to do Your will

When You call I won’t delay
This my song through all my days

All my delight is in You Lord
All of my hope, all of my strength
All my delight is in You Lord Forevermore

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July 20, 2008 | Filed Under Everday Musings | 16 Comments

This weeks motto:

Natalie Grant - I will not be moved

I have been a wayward child,
I have acted out,
I have questioned sovereignty,
and had my share of doubts,

And though sometimes,
my prayers feel like the mountain of the sky,
the hand that holds won’t let me go,
and is the reason why

I will stumble, I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes, I will face heartache,
But I will not be moved

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
I will not be moved

Bitterness has plagued my heart,
many times before,
My life has been a broken glass,
that I have kept restored,
of all my shattered dreams,
and though it seemed,
that I was far too gone,
my brokenness helped me to see,
it’s grace I’m standing on.

I will stumble, I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes, I will face heartache,
But I will not be moved

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
I will not be moved

And chaos in my life,
has been a badge of war,
and though I have been torn,
I will not be moved

I will make mistakes, I will face heartache,
But I will not be moved

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
all other ground is sinking sand,
I will not be moved