Before The Sun

Pay attention

I got up before the sun.

No one woke me,

it wasn’t George,

maybe the rain,

I don’t know.

But I woke with this,

song in my head.

It has been a busy,

week, so far.

Yesterday, I tuned in to,

Zoom lunch time service,

at my church.

Every Wednesday,

there is a midday service.

I haven’t really been able,

to make it in months.

But, yesterday,

I thought I will worship,

during lunch.

I won’t lie,

I have struggled with church,

lately.

I have wondered,

if the work I do,

is not mission enough.

I love the people in,

my church.

I also loved the people,

in my previous church,

but, I struggle,

with organized religion.

I have issues,

with just how welcome,

people are in churches,

in spite of the all are welcome,

signs and hymns.

I spent most of my life,

not going to church,

and then,

it must be six years now,

I felt God calling me,

to church,

and I went.

It was/is an important,

turning point in my life.

I received many gifts,

from church over the years.

I made friends,

met some of the best people,

ever.

I felt peace and fullness,

in my heart.

I have also often felt,

frustration,

at immobilism,

in some churches,

and lack of reverence,

in others.

I have regularly,

over these six years or so,

wondered what God,

was asking me to do,

was I really making a difference,

would I not be better off,

just living my life,

helping people with,

love and kindness,

whenever I could?

Yesterday, I signed on,

and was so glad to see,

the lovely faithful women

it was all women, yesterday,

and assist in a small way,

by sharing music,

from You Tube.

I turned to my favourite,

modern worship song,

New Wine by Hillsong worship.

My heart swelled,

this song was instrumental,

in my faith journey.

In the crushing
In the pressing
You are making new wine
In the soil
I now surrender
You are breaking new ground

So I yield to You into Your careful hand
When I trust You I don’t need to understand

Make me Your vessel
Make me an offering
Make me whatever You want me to be
I came here with nothing
But all You have given me
Jesus bring new wine out of me.

It helps for us control freaks,

to remember that,

we can’t control,

life,

and it matters not,

if you are a believer or not.

Live to help,

live to make a difference,

live to love.

These are my early morning,

musings.

Thanks for listening.

Be well you all.

Later girls,

BB

By Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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