Worship
by Katie Schaible
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I lift my hands and my face to Jesus.
I cry because I feel the Holy Spirit within me, because I feel Him changing me.
I cry because He sought me when I was a stranger to Him, because He laid HIs hand upon my family as we grieved and sent me glorious visions of Heaven.
I sing to Him, best I can, because God's grace is something I hardly understand, but it's something I've come to accept.
I worship because my story is His story, and Christ sits upon the throne of my life.
I close my eyes because He is holy, and I am not, because He is huge, and I am small, because He is perfect, and I am dirty and sinful.
And He loves me. There's a line in the worship song, Blessed Be Your Name, that goes "Every blessing you pour our I'll turn back to praise."
And that's why I worship. Because it's the one thing I can give back to Him, my praises and love for His unending blessings. |