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All in a days Worship.

     Why is it that we only feel like we worship or have devotions when we sit still in a chair and read our Bible or kneel quietly and pray?...Those things have their time and place...but what about the spontaneous dance in the morning dew as we sing or the quiet admiring of the rainbow in the water of the garden sprinkler...or the hatching of baby ducks in the color of spun gold.....or the song birds singing in the trees or the dove cooing in the cool of the evening....the purring of a kitty begging to be held...I believe worship can be anywhere...these everyday things that turn our hearts to the Abba Father....His joy washes over us....For me its stripping old paint off of a old dresser and seeing beauty underneath that turns my thoughts to the Father...knowing of the times I have been sanded/rubbed the wrong way ....it hurts ...it takes a layer off me....I could choose to be bitter or embrace it and ask Jesus to do what he needs or wants to do in the situation....Like I patch and build up ...he lovingly heals  and rebuilds...always bringing beauty in the situation...I sometimes take a piece and rip it apart and make a whole different piece....God takes my broken pieces and rebuilds a New design also...He always brings beauty if we allow Him....sometimes it takes real elbow grease to remove that paint...I think stubborn ole thing...and wonder how many times God thinks that of me....sometimes I am broken yet he lovingly repairs me before moving on...sometimes I am tempted to rush a project and have to remind myself ...no...slow down and do it right so the finished project is right and good....so thankful my Father in heaven never rushed or does a half way job....He always takes His time and always finishes the work He started in me......So yes I believe worship and devotions are a daily thing...an ALL day thing...they are in every task and every walk...nobody or their task is least important to Him....every cackle ,every quack,,,every color ,,,every breath can be turned to worship..if we do all things as unto Him and for His glory...What ever we put our hands to ...we do it as if it were for Him, to His glory......Have a Blessed Day...PatchWork Blessings/Acres/ Mari Yoder

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  1. I love your thoughts and how true they are. I often wonder how stubborn I am and how much grace God shows me anyway.

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