A few nights ago, as usually happens, I was struggling to go to sleep. Words were racing through my mind, along with a mixture of emotions. It always seems to happen to me in the hours after I first go to bed. The darkness feeds the need for my body to try and relax and re-energize for another day, yet my mind kicks off all thoughts and musings about life as it is. I ponder life’s current turmoil and how I can fix it. Sometimes I cultivate stories or possible books to create. But that night words flooded my mind and connected and stirred up the emotions deep in my soul of frustrations and thoughts about the world and our church. At 1:30am, with only a verse racing around in my head, I got up and tiptoed down the hall to the office. I quietly shut the door, only the glow of my laptop lighting the room and I began to type out the words and feelings stirring deep.
It’s Time to Worship. by Dana Armstrong
The room is quiet, the Spirit is gone
We waited too long to worship
Fear has won, no song is sung
We waited too long to worship
Our hearts are numb
And souls are thirsty
Voices are hoarse
And fellowship repressed
Our children have forgotten
The people have trembled
Where once they prayed
Their confidence is broken
Hands are clenched and faces hidden
Hearts are aching
As prayers are silenced
Our worship has been stolen
The room is quiet, the Spirit is gone
We waited too long to worship
Fear has won, no song is sung
We waited too long to worship
Throw off the chains, you weary servant
Remove the masks that bind your soul
Lift high your hands to God above
Sing loud your songs of worship
Break the bonds of Satan’s plan
Rebuke the lies of his evil men
Claim freedom to praise a mighty God
It’s time to declare your worship
The room was quiet
But the Spirit never gone
Fear has no power
Our song needs to be sung
a view of life from this side….
Dana2day 