I had an opportunity to go to Mozambique with a team to serve widows and orphans at Iris Ministries.The food we ate was no different than what was regularly served to the people at the base, children and adults alike. It consisted of a sweet roll and tea for breakfast, white rice and red beans for lunch and white rice with red beans slopped on top for dinner with maybe a blackened chicken wing or a fish head. Yes!
When I was called into the office, I shared the sentiment that I was communing with God my way and did not care to look proper while doing so. After that, I was left alone to worship God the way my heart desired to. The Pharisees and Sadducees were no different. There was ritual and rule to the way they worshiped God, but it was not based on intimacy or truth. It was based on what they were taught. Each person has their unique way of worshipping the Lord, and when we fear judgment choosing to look like everyone else, it reveals that we place other’s opinions on the throne where God should be sitting.
David has a balance of describing his circumstances, telling himself who God is and what He has promised. David engages in wisdom and warfare by speaking life into his sadness with worship. David ends his prayer by praising God. David has this pattern throughout many of his Psalms, and I know he is on to something. I began to change my way of thinking and praying after studying Psalms. In times of trouble, I started praying like David, first crying out to God, then describing my circumstances, speaking out loud who God is and the content of His character, praising Him for what He has done and what He will be doing, speaking life into my Spirit through worship.
I learned the truth of this first hand as I got serious and intentional about my relationship with the Lord. I started studying my Bible, worshipping, and praying on a regular basis; by regular, I mean I went from Reading the Bible once a week on Sundays to studying scripture daily. The Bible tells us scripture is bread, it’s our spiritual bread that each one of our bodies is unknowingly craving.
I grew up in the Christian Faith, and remember bucking under the submission verse in the Bible, perhaps because the way I saw it lived out in the church setting was not what God had intended. I grew up with parents who laughed a lot, supported each other, and helped each other. Gender was never an issue when it came to who was washing dishes.
What about you? Do you struggle to embrace the idea that you were created fearfully and wonderfully, on purpose for a purpose, as a masterpiece? I’d like to wash in you in the truth of what He says about you because Scriptures says we are blessed if we simply believe what he says is truth and will come to pass.