Lost

Sunday morning. You know, that busy time...shave, shower, breakfast, rush to church so I'm only a little late. Wait, someone lost their Bible, or keys or...whatever.

But I've learned to get up early on Sunday and spend that extra time in devotions so that my heart is ready for church.

And now I want to get lost in worship. I want God to be so big, that I am so little. I want Him to be so important, that I am just not that important.

I want his grace to wash over me, wave upon wave. I want his glory to shine like the sun. I want these waves to wash over me like the waves wash over the beach and I become just a speck of sand. And then when the wave recedes the beach sparkles with his glory and grace.