
In lieu of writing something amazing and profound I thought it best to give my full attention to what is going on with me personally right now and giving an update for what I might write on in the coming months. (Those that know me know that “amazing and profound” statement is to my dry, sometimes sarcastic humor as reverse psychology is to persuasion…) During the current “in between”, I am working very hard to finish my last class to complete a degree in Christian Education. I am nearly there and have spent the better part of the last few weeks focusing on that. In the flurry of being a husband, father, my son’s soccer coach, student, working a couple of jobs, etc… The time I get to spend alone with the Lord is usually brief but on some days extraordinary. One morning last week I had nowhere to be for about 2 ½ hours and I was actually alone in the house. That day I was reading Isaiah 49. When I came to verse 8 I felt the unction to read it aloud. “Strange”, I thought, “…but okay.” As I began speaking, what I thought would just turn out to be a silly whim became a very authoritative proclamation. Verse 9: “…saying to the prisoners, ‘Come out.’ To those who are in darkness, ‘Appear.” Verse 13: “Sing for joy, O heavens, and exult, O earth; break forth, O mountains, into singing!” There was a definite spiritual vigor that rose up within me as I spoke those verses aloud. It was as if I had taken my place in the spontaneous order of worship that ever flows from earth to heaven. I stepped outside on the back porch just before the sun had fully risen and just listened. What I heard induced exultation in my heart and, eventually, my mouth. I heard the rhythm of the wind and the trees clapping along… The antiphonal morning song of birds and the rooster announce the dawn. It was profound. Finally, I decided to join the song. I began to sing softly on the back porch. The presence of God felt so…..near. Sooner than I would’ve liked it was time to get ready for work. I reluctantly came inside to do all of the necessary things that make me presentable in public and went on with my day. That morning the Lord set me in context as His… His son… His handiwork… He made me feel like I was His only child. Now, I know some of you are probably thinking… “Okay, Aaron’s finally lost it…” -OR- “Maybe it’s time for Aaron to take some time off…” -OR- For the more theologically minded… “Aaron has gone full blown mystic…” Though some family and friends might give a good argument for my having “lost it” and I sure wouldn’t turn down some paid time off, I only let you in on a private worship moment to let those of you who are perhaps living at mach 9 like I am currently that the Lord has you (us) in mind. He can be found in all of life if we just pay attention.
P.S. Be on the lookout for something unique for Christmas next month and beginning next year I hope to write a 4 part series about what it means to worship the Lord with all of our heart, soul, mind, and strength.
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