Tongue Tied

I know what you're thinking...Part two??? Part one was already forty million words too long. But, as you know, God likes to continue teaching when you think you've got a handle on something. He's good like that. We are traveling, and as such, we found ourselves worshiping "abroad" this past week. The church we visited could easily be defined as a mega church. We're talking three separate services, thousands of parishoners, stadium seating mega church. Huge. There are shuttles from the parking lot and elevators. I'm not really a big church kind of girl. It's not that there's something wrong with big churches, they just don't appeal to me personally. I felt like I was going to a show, not to a church service. There's something about smaller congregations and real church pews that I find endearing, probably because I've always been a part of smaller churches. So, flashy sets, spotlights and neon colors and brightly hued television sets...

I've been waiting to write this post for about two years now. I'm so glad I waited. I have a confession to make, and it's a doozy. It may reap some judgment, and there may be a few of you who think I'm exaggerating. But here it goes. I have not truly worshiped with the worship music in our church in like...ever. I was going to insert a finite amount of time in there, but when I started to think about it, the moments that I can remember my guard being down and being able to focus only on Jesus during the music portion of our service in the nearly twenty years I've been a member I could probably count on one hand. This is not to say I have not worshiped.  Hardly. Every week has been an encouragement and a conviction when it comes to Scripture, preaching, teaching, fellow believers, and service. But ironically, the part of church that contained music was sort of set aside for me. This is not to say that worship was impossible during the music.  Again, hardly....

It's been awhile since I posted ten random tidbits. I shall rectify this oversight. 1. School. School school school. School. School. 2. Vacation time is coming! Which means I have to clean my house like a crazy person since someone else will be living here while we are out. Like, every single crevice, regardless of the fact that this person will probably not be swiping a white gloved finger over the top of my armoire. Well, he could. If he does, that's kinda creepy. Still gonna clean it though. 3. Tenth Avenue North makes me feel warm and gooey and write-y. 4. I'm reading all the books in the world, because before long all my shows will start up again and my book reading time will be consumed with Peter and Olivia and Becket and Castle and Troy and Abed. 5.  I'm determined to do my Ten on Ten on Monday. Hopefully. Maybe. Ideally. Probably. 6. Seth is cute. Like, seriously. How'd I end up with him? I mean, granted, he's crazy. The attractive ones usua...