Sunday Morning
7/26/2009
I’m sitting in the family pew, listening to the quiet chatter as people settle in, The usual routine, before silence will reign as we look to our Bibles, or join in silent prayer and contemplation. I look up at the stained-glass window, glowing with early morning light behind its sheer, blue curtains. I look, and begin going over the last week, praising God for what He’s done; worshipping Him for Who He is.

I see the table at the front; with the goblet of wine, and the bread; and I remember that if it were not for Christ’s work, none of us would be here, in this place. One man stands, requesting a song, and the sweet strains of corporate worship fill the room. Praise and worship of God, the One Being who loved us enough to send His only Son to save us all.
Moved, yet another brother stands to thank God for being a Father to us all. For doing so much for us, even though we don’t deserve it. For creating a festival for those of us who have only accepted His love. There is silence again when he is done, and until another brother stands to share.

This, then, is Sunday Morning. Christians meeting to worship God together. To thank Him for all His innumerable blessings and for Who He is. He is everything, a friend and father, the Creator and Savior, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Redeemer and High Priest… This Supreme Being, this God; in Truth, the ONLY God; cared enough about us, His creation, to send His only Son; the Prince of Peace, my only hope for salvation; to die in the most horrendous fashion for my sins; Past, Present, and Future.

This, then, is why I am alive. To give Him all praise and worship due to Him. To love and live for His glory alone. This is no new revelation, but rather a rediscovery of a Truth I have known all along. I was rescued for a reason. Yet He grants me the choice to live for Him, or for my own selfish ends.

Lord, here I stand
In humility
Praising You
For saving me

Here I fall,
On Grace alone,
Humbly, Lord,
Before Your throne.

Helpless
to save my soul
Your love alone
Can make me whole.

Just as I am
Without one plea
Save Christ alone
Who ransomed me.



Take me Lord
And wash me white
Give me day
Who loved the night.

Lord, no gift
To Thee I bring
Simply to
Your cross I cling.

One thing I ask
To serve You, Lord
For all my life
To reach the world.

~Here I Stand~

This was written during worship meeting this morning.
Uploaded before lunch.
I hope you have an amazing day!
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