31 Days of Worship: Day 4 – Living a Life of Worship

This is a double re-post. :) It was written during our family beach trip a year ago… came to mind again in May…. and well, it just fits in this series perfectly. It is one of my favorite posts of this entire blogging experience. When I wrote it, I had been thinking about how everything we do can be worship. Everything. The routine mundane things that are second nature, the words we say, the way we smile at our kids and our husbands, how we take care of our homes, how we do our jobs. As you’ve heard me talk about a lot, worship is not just songs we sing. It doesn’t just happen on Sundays. The life of a true worshiper exemplifies more worship outside of the 4 walls of the church building than inside. Worship is what we should be doing with every breath. And our baby boy taught me a good lesson about this at the beach. Here’s the story (written September 2, 2011):

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He is definitely a beach baby. Can’t help it. He gets it honest.

Fascinated by the ocean, much like I am, he didn’t blink that evening as I held him on my hip and walked the short trip down the sand. He was mesmerized by the sight and sound of the waves. With excited squeals escaping his lips and legs kicking full force, he itched for that familiar feeling on his toes. Finally those toes touched the water and he was able to enjoy it for a while.

After a good amount of water was splashed on both of us, we walked up to a dry spot of sand and I set him down in front of me, my legs encircling his. At first, he just looked at the sand in front of him. Then his feet started kicking. And they didn’t stop.

His rhythmic kicking started forming a cute little heart shape right there in front of us.

As he continued to kick his energy out, I sang I Love You Lord. Reminisced about a campfire 20 years ago when I first learned that song. It is now a theme song of my life… one that I sing in my head when bad thoughts come in.

I love you, Lord, and I lift my voice. To worship you. Oh my soul. Rejoice. Take joy my King in what you hear. May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear…

May it be a sweet, sweet sight to your eyes…

May it be a sweet, sweet smell to your nose…

May my life be such that everything I think, say, and do looks like worship to you.

In the midst of my own worship moment, I looked down at Little Man and realized that he was worshiping too. Kicking those little feet against the sand was his way of saying thank you to God. I love your sand, God. I love your ocean, God. I love sitting here with my mommy, God. Thank you.

Worship is such a simple act. It’s not about what manner we choose to do it. It’s not about the songs we sing. Worship is our way of telling God thank you. Of showing him that we love him with all that is within us.

I’m pretty sure Little Man’s kicking was a sweet, sweet sight to God’s eyes.

So when the pink horizon faded to just a spot disappearing behind the buildings, we got up and walked back to the condo. Left behind was a cute little sand heart made by Little Man’s feet. Beach Baby’s worship offering to his King.

Thank you God for letting me see worship through the eyes {and feet} of my baby boy.

About 31 Days of Worship

Every day in the month of October, I will be posting here about worship. Will you join me on this journey? Maybe you are interested in discussing specific topics within the area of worship. If this is you, I’d LOVE to hear from you! You can leave a comment below or send me an email.

At any time during the month, you can see all posts in this series by clicking here: 31 Days of Worship. Also, if you would like to subscribe to Grow Where You’re Planted and receive these posts in your email, you can do that here: Grow Where You’re Planted Updates.

Thanks for stopping by! I enjoy being on this worship journey with you! My prayer is that God will teach all of us to become more focused worshipers throughout this month.

1 Comment

  1. What a beautiful analogy of a heart that loves and trusts. Shall we be more thrilled at the simple, more watchful of our blessings, and more aware of the Jesus in those around us.

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