Conversation with God

One of the things that I've learnt from the church that I'm currently attending in HK is that worship, the singing of praises, hymns and songs, is a two way thing. It's us singing to God and God talking to us. It's like a conversation. When I first heard this, I was astounded. I've never really thought of praise and worship that way.

Over time, I've realized the truth of it. Today, it came really loud and clear to me. While we were singing, Shout to the Lord, memories came into my head. I remembered clearly the first time that I sang this song and the place and situation that I was in. When I first sang and heard this song, I was doing my masters in Sydney. I was in church in Randwick. As usual, I didn't know anyone there. Every Sunday, I'll just slide onto the pew and will leave after service. That wasn't the message that God brought to me. He brought memories and feelings of how I felt at that time. When I was in Sydney, I barely had enough. There were times that I had three jobs in Sydney. I was working in a supermarket, babysitting and in the beginning, I was waiting tables too. And it was at the moment in church, that tears rolled and I heard it really loud and clear. He provided for me my every need and every want. I even had enough money to head back to Singapore for winter break and took road trips with Eve too. We even went on a ski trip. I heard God telling me, that He had provided everything when I had nothing. But why now that I've everything materially that I don't trust Him that He'll continue to provide?

On Friday, I had a squabble with Babe. Well, it was a stupid squabble over something really dumb. But when I dug deeper into my core, I realized that I blamed Babe for something which should have been let go ages ago and at the same time, I don't trust God for His divine timing and His gifts. It was at church this morning that I was able to quieten my heart and mind to listen and really listen to what God has to speak to me.

Shout to the Lord

Shout to the Lord, all the earth,
Let us sing
Power and majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
Forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand,
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.

My Jesus, My Savior,
Lord, there is none like You;
All of my days
I want to praise
The wonders of Your mighty love.

My comfort, my shelter,
Tower of refuge and strength;
Let every breath, all that I am
Never cease to worship You.

Shout to the Lord, all the earth,
Let us sing
Power and majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
Forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand,
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.

Shout to the Lord, all the earth,
Let us sing
Power and majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,
Forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand,
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.
Nothing compares to the promise I have
Nothing compares to the promise I have in you
Darlene Zschech