πIt's the Friday Call to Worship!π
I send the Friday Call to Worship out via WhatsApp every Friday morning at 6am. This self-inflicted deadline has nothing to do with the receivers, but it's part of a deal - a holy handshake of sorts. The deal: "God, I'll show up because I know you will."
I'm not trying to manipulate God with time-bound transactions. It's more of a "dealing with myself" deal. I cannot write until He deposits something in me - often a subtle, internal stirring during the week's events, Scripture, song, or phrase.
This is a rare week when I've shown up to my keyboard at 4:30am on Friday morning with a blank screen before me. My kids will be up any minute, and I've got nothing to send at 6am. It's not that there's been nothing to write about this week. My six-year old learned to hear God's voice. Our faith has been tested. And we've witnessed God do incredible things. But I never felt that familiar transaction that releases His words through me - not until my distressed, weary head hit the pillow last night, and God said, "Just show up."
So here we are, you and I. We've shown up. You might have a blank screen in front of you, a gaping unknown, or a desperate need. Life might feel too empty, too full, or both at the same time. But we've shown up to God, and that's the best thing we can do.
He's always available, but we don't always create space in this fast, loud life to hear Him. I send the Call to Worship at 6am every Friday to keep myself accountably available. I want to honor His presence with a commitment that says, "You'll speak. And when I hear Your voice, I won't keep it to myself."
Listen to Maverick City's "Constant".
