A Time To Worship

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Have you ever had a moment when something overtook you and you began worshiping God with your whole being, when just moments before you were not even thinking much about Him?

Holy presence
gentle brush of angels wings
creatures strange breathing heavenly breaths encircle the throne
still they are saying


Holy Holy Holy


Holy is the Lord God Almighty

All of heaven is singing
Holy Holy Holy

Holy is the Lord God Almighty
Who Was and Is and Is to Come

I have been so acutely aware this weekend all the blessings I have in life; all the things I have to be so grateful for. And that it all came from God. None of it came from me. I have family, true friends, the love of the Almighty God, redemption, salvation and more redemption, grace upon grace upon grace. I am known intimately and loved deeply. And I know intimately and I love deeply. I am blessed beyond measure!

Two beautiful, peaceful days of a giving-thanks weekend were followed by today, a day of agonizing pain. I’ve been struggling all day with a horrible migraine. The kind that leaves you moaning and crying in pain on the couch, with the blinds drawn and the sound of the tv/stereo down low. I’ve done all I know to do to quiet the pain, to no avail. I’ve done all I know to distract myself from the pain, to no avail.

Until just a moment ago.

Mighty God
Strong to save
who can compare?
The earth is Yours and all that is in it
And every knee will bow and every tongue will sing

Holy Holy Holy
Holy is the Lord God Almighty

All of heaven is singing
Holy Holy Holy

Holy is the Lord God Almighty


Who Was and Is and Is to Come

I haven’t listened Watermark’s Constant album in a while, but tonight I did. One song,  aptly titled "Holy", stirred my soul and brought out all the emotions I’ve gone through the last couple of days, the awe, the amazement, the gratitude from the depths of my soul.

Instinctively I closed my eyes and began singing and worshiping. For some reason images of sunsets I’ve seen all over the world throughout my life came to my mind. I could see them as clearly as if I were there. On my roof in India, on my veranda in Cyprus, on the streets of Japan, in Hong Kong, in China, in Ethiopia, at Windsor Castle, over the ocean at the beach in LA, in the mountains of Colorado, on the flat, flat plains of Texas, over Puget Sound, back to the rooftop sunsets in Delhi… I don’t know why the sunsets, except they are often times I stop to enjoy the beauty of God’s creation for a moment and take a little time to worship Him.

May You be worshiped on the earth in this moment
As you are worshiped there in heaven at Your throne

In my mind I threw my arms out wide in praise, in worship, and I guess my "real" arms just had to follow. Here I am sitting on my sofa wrapped in a blanket, head-banging migraine in full force despite all my efforts, but singing at the top of my lungs, arms open wide. I’m sure I’d look like a crazy woman to any peeping tom who dared look in my window. But I don’t care. My migraine robbed me of this day; a day I desperately wanted to contemplate my blessings, all my blessings – and especially the amazing 2-hour phone call I had with my brother from midnight till 2am this morning. I was too tired to journal all my thoughts and feelings after our goodbyes, but I figured I had the whole day today to write and meditate and remember. I didn’t count on a rebellion from within. It may have stolen the day, but it could not have this moment. This moment is mine, and I’m spending it as I desire. In worship.

All this time, even before You’ve been worshiped
All this time forever unending You’ll be worshiped
All creation singing

Holy Holy Holy

Holy is the Lord God Almighty

All of heaven is singing
Holy Holy Holy

Holy is the Lord God Almighty
Who Was and Is and Is to Come


© Holy by Nathan & Christy Nockels

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