Worship for many is something they look forward to on Sunday Morning, for me I look forward to it like my lungs look forward to oxygen. I find great joy in randomly bursting out into song in Wal-Mart, Dunkin Donuts or anywhere I am.
Often while singing out loud at the top of my lungs in public or as we are driving in the car, my children will often point out, ‘Dad those words are not how the song goes’. I try to use those moments to teach them that we are not required to sing the words others have written but to make up our own song in worship and in life.
Today I am excited about the fact that I do not have to wait until Sunday to Worship. Come, Now is the Time for Worship.