Let it be said that I knew how to worship You in a land of desolation and darkness; of thick trees and tangled vines.
Purify me O God, that I would turn my eyes to You and fall on my face in awe of WHO You are! That I would cry GLORY! at Your Feet.
That through my tears there would be seen a sparkling diamond-covered throne and a rainbow of color that is beyond my wildest imaginings!
That even exhausted and working beyond my strength, seeing no progress, obtaining no reward, disappointment raging in my body, it would leave no shadow upon my countenance. Only Your marvelous Light would shine from my eyes. My shoulders, heavy with the burdens of a day, would be lifted up, my step would be light.
Let it be said!
Even in the deep silence that surrounds me, there is a sweet song with gentle notes rising to a tremendous wave of celebration and glorious triumph. All of it, wrapping me up in a bountiful brimming over of my soul.
Though isolation and despair creep around in this quiet waiting, they have no foothold in me because my heart is steadfastly clinging to the hem of Your garment in humble adoration.
Oh! Let it be said…
that I worshipped You in the wilderness!
“This is what the Lord, the God of Israel says: Let my people go, so that they may hold a festival for me in the wilderness.” -Exodus 5:1