Because you are

I'm tired, slightly sunburnt, have a huge bruise and lump on my right leg from building a bookcase yesterday, and am feeling like I don't have very much to say at the moment.

There is still so much going on in my heart, but I'm having a bit of a hard time putting words to it these days.

I went to the zoo with a friend this morning. That was fun.

Then I mostly rested for the remainder of the day, and I'm headed to bed very shortly.

I'm thinking a lot about this song lately. "Is there something wrong with my heart that I can't see?... I'll praise you, if I never feel you, and I'll love you, cause I know you're there. And if you should choose I'm sure one day I'll feel it. But feeling good's never the reason I cared. Father I praise you because you are. Jesus I love you because you are. Spirit, I worship you because you are...."

The lyrics of the song are beautiful.

I'm particularly identifying with this line right now, "No lack of desire in this desert to worship. I keep singing skyward, it just never rains."

(Have I mentioned recently that I'm grateful for all of the rain we've been having in the last few weeks, even if I'm not feeling that same rain and refreshing within my soul? The tangible reminder of it in the physical realm is giving me hope.)

I worship you because you are.

The sword of truth...

I read the following line in Anne Lamott's "Bird by Bird" the other night, and was deeply struck by it, both as a form of self-examination, and as a bit of a prayer for some I know and care about.

"You don't always have to chop with the sword of truth. You can point with it, too." (Bird by Bird, pg. 156)

More thoughts coming later. I'm off to the zoo with a friend shortly.