angels and worship

I met an angel Tuesday. Her name is Cynthia. I was interviewing her for a school project. I asked her how she was and she said "Blessed." Not good or okay but blessed. The Lord is just so evident in those who love him deeply and fully. This deep peace and quiet, powerful joy flowed from her spirit. She poured her story out with grace..a story of deep pain and suffering. Of alcoholism and drug abuse and being abused and being homeless and just entrenched in darkness. But she could not stop saying how blessed she was. How God laid a path for her and opportunities rose up describing it as a "red carpet laid out in front of her." And when she spoke of her house, her very spirit smiled. She told me she had not always been the way she is now. That she thought no one wanted to help her and that needing help was weakness. The people who pursued and loved her relentlessly though, began to uncover in her the gentle spirit and beautiful person I was changed by. She is not the only one with a beautiful spirit, that just takes work and effort to uncover. Every human was created in the image of God, with his qualities embedded in their souls. The way she blessed me ran much deeper than what I can hope to put into words. I just remember riding my bike there angrily in the rain and leaving and riding back with an overflowing heart, unable to stop smiling. We certainly have ourselves a mysterious incredible God. One who can break through anger and habit and fear and the comforts and walls we build to encase our hearts.

He is so worthy of worship. Worship may become the greatest delight of our lives if we let it. Lets worship more. I'm starting to realize that I don't even know what it means to worship in the deepest sense. I think it may change everything about my life. For some reason I never take the time to sit and sing to him in my room, as if somehow I think I'm too busy, which of course I am not. If God is not too busy for me then that says there is no way I can be too busy for Him. I was made for Him. We all were. Imagine how deep relationships would go if we spent our time together in worship in prayer instead of socializing and staying of the surface. Imagine how sacred the spaces in our lives would become if they where places where we got to encounter our Lover. I have a feeling that the more time we spend loving God the more love we will have for everyone else, for life itself. Because there will never be a time where we actively love Him that we are not loved back a thousand fold.