Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Simply this...

What can I bring to the King of kings?
What can I give?
What can I bring?
What can I say as an offering, Lord?

Simply this...

I will offer up my life
In spirit and truth,
Pouring out the oil of love
As my worship to You
In surrender I must give my every part;
Lord, receive the sacrifice
Of a broken heart

I have a lot of angst today.
I have lat flap surgery on Friday morning. I don't like not knowing specifics of my life - like how long in the hospital, how long until I'll drive, will I bounce back quickly or slowly, when will this all be over? You know, the basics.

So what to do about it? As I finished running this morning (amazing thing in itself!), this Matt Redman song I Will Offer Up My Life came on my iPod. Combine pending surgery with a compelling question Josh challenged me with last night, "How ARE we different from non-Christians? Our life doesn't really reflect different values than anyone else except that we have a different schedule on Sunday mornings. We don't make it an intentional part of our lives to pray for those who don't know God, to serve the widow and orphan or those in distress! What ARE we doing??"

So I ran and then did some yoga. Try this: lay flat on your back with your arms out to the sides like when you were a kid sprawled out in the grass watching the clouds. Now bring the soles of your feet together and let your knees dangle/drop toward the ground. It'll stretch your hips a bit. Now notice your belly and your breathing (God gave you that, you know). Relax and let your belly button fall closer to the ground when you exhale - but don't force it, just relax into it. NOW, ask God this, "What can I offer?"

My answer: absolutely nothing! I can't give God anything that He doesn't already command. I can only worship him in spirit and truth - offer my broken heart.

It's a place I'm not comfortable with. I want to do it! But I know my efforts are causing me angst and forcing me to go running and do funky yoga poses. But if that's what it takes for me to hear the voice of God, I may be running a very long way and then yoga-ing ALL day! (Seems a bit self-indulgent at the same time. "Sorry kids, no dinner, I'm 'sprawling'"