I Am Healed!

I stand in awe of You

You are beautiful beyond description
Too marvelous for words,
Too wonderful for comprehension,
Like nothing ever seen or heard.
Who can grasp Your infinite wisdom?

Who can fathom the depth of Your love?
You are beautiful beyond description,
Majesty enthroned above.

And I stand, I stand, in awe of You.
I stand, I stand in awe of You.
Holy God, to whom all praise is due,
I stand in awe of You.

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I stand in awe of You, Jesus – my risen Savior, love of my life. The fact that You came down from Heaven to suffer and die for me leaves me speechless… and the fact that You rose from the dead – for ME – makes me shout! You love me in spite of my sins, in spite of my shortcomings, in spite of myself. Your love alone is perfect love.

I stand in awe of You.

I love you.

I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve always been an expressive worshiper. Back before we were first saved, we visited Calvary Church with our eldest. That was our introduction into expressive worship. Things like raising hands and clapping and praising God just weren’t done in our former church experiences (me=UCC, Ken=SBC). Quite honestly I think that was something that broke down a wall in me… I was seeing Christians sing and pray to a God they believed in, and really knew.

In our travels as believers we’ve encountered other expressive ways to adore of the Lord… ranging from a former worship leader who sang prophetically, to tambourines, to dancing and flags (and also dancing with tambourines, which is absolutely wonderful!)

There are times when I will get still before God… but I’ve learned over the years that I am an active person deep down inside. When I pray I tend to pace the room. I also talk with my hands (people have joked that if my hands were cut off I’d be silent ) Sometimes I go outside to pray simply because I can move about more and there’s no danger of me knocking things over. In some church settings moving around can be distracting, too. I want to connect with God – but not at the expense of others!
When I crank up the music I like to dance before the Lord. Sometimes I just dance, and sometimes I dance with flags. (I’ll post a video whenever I get a cam!) It’s a beautiful response to the majesty of God.

Praise Him with the timbrel and dance; Praise Him with stringed instruments and flutes! (Psalm 150:4)
I should note that I’m not a particularly graceful gal (grace-full… but not graceful! LOL!) … I’m a tad overweight and got thrown out of dance class at the tender age of three. But God promised me back when I was in the wheelchair that one day I’d dance for Him. I danced the day of my healing and I’m dancing still!

I think in a church setting, people think that dancers are dancing to be seen. When I dance I tend to forget that there’s anyone but me and Jesus in the room (as much as possible … when I’m using flags I do keep an eye out for people’s eyes, equipment, and for small children who want to come and flag dance with me!)

The way I dance would probably be termed interpretive, and occasionally prophetic. Sometimes my body is an extension of my voice, expressing worship unto God. Occasionally I feel like I’m moving in response to what He has to say, and once in a while I have visions as I dance.

It has occurred to me that I could do a choreographed dance… in fact, I’ve got something in mind that I’d like to do in Jamaica… but I need flags of my own for that. I might be able to get some before I go… we’ll see!

More on this later, perhaps… I’m off to take the LuceGoose for a walk!