Friday, August 30, 2013

Worship Behind the Vail: Five Minute Friday

It's Five Minute Friday again. This week we are linking up with Lisa-Jo over at (in)courage. Most of you know the routine...and you know that almost every FMF post I tend to go over just a tad. This has become more of a word prompt that helps me be more disciplined with my writing.  If you aren't familiar just scroll down to the bottom for the rules.
This week's word is...
 Worship
Go...

It was Sunday morning and here I was sitting by the bedside of my 13 year old son. He was in the children's rehab hospital, in a vail bed...zipped in for his own good. Unable to walk without assistance but unable to make the discernment on his own that he could not walk.   I unzipped the vail, the mesh net covering around his bed, and crawled in next to my son.

 Oh how I wished that we were both sitting in church, worshipping together and hearing the words that God had given the pastor to speak that day. To sing with the congregation the worship songs that my son loved and adored.  He's never been much of a singer...but oh how he can worship with abandon!!!

Still unable to speak coherently, he let me know he wanted to 'have church' right there.  This mother and son bond had become so strong in the previous weeks of hospitalization that I had begun to almost read his thoughts. I had become his translator to the world, his fierce advocate.  Yes...I knew what he wanted, his favorite song at the time, and I began to sing...
My Jesus, my Savior
Lord, there is none like You
All of my days, I want to praise
The wonders of Your mighty love
My comfort, my shelter
Tower of refuge and strength
Let every breath, all that I am
Never cease to worship You
Shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing
Power and majesty, praise to the King
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name
(Read more: Zschech Darlene - Shout To The Lord Lyrics | MetroLyrics )
He began to sing with me.  When he could not put four words together to form a sentence...when we were playing countless games of 'twenty questions to figure out what he was trying to say to us...he sang. Every.Single.Word!!!  Oh how good is our God!!!  His word and the words of His inspiration do not depart from us...even in the face of brain injury through stroke.

As the words sank in, I felt him relaxing and sinking back into my arms, still singing. Finally, when the song came to an end, he sighed and said, "Now I feel like I've been in worship!"

Worship...it can occur anywhere. Even in the vail bed of a Rehabilitation hospital!  We need only lift our hearts and our eyes to our Father in heaven and acknowledge that He is God and we are not! He holds us in His arms and carries us through this journey we call life.

Doesn't He deserve our worship? Our adoration? Our love? I believe, I KNOW, that He does!

Where were you the last time you worshipped, really worshipped God?







"The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever"
Isaiah 40:8

Now it's your turn...


1. Write for 5 minutes flat - no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments
Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...