—Oswald Chambers , My Utmost for His Highest (28 February, "'Do You Now Believe?'")
Sunday morning and I am surrounded by a flock of seagulls (the birds, not the band) and looking out toward where the grey of the ocean meets the grey of the sky on the far horizon. Odd to once again reach a Sunday morning and not find myself preparing for work and worship at my church. Nevertheless, God Himself is very present with us here.
We'd planned to come together for worship this morning, but in light of the 11 am checkout deadline, moved our time to yesterday after dinner. Worshipping in a group of fifteen is so very different from worshipping with our entire congregation. It was wonderful, meaningful, even powerful. Our reflection and discussion was focused on Psalm 139: who God is in our present (love), our future (hope), our past (faith), in the battle and the war, how we pray without ceasing, and how we invite him to examine us in this Lenten season. I was thankful and blessed— the door is open for important considerations and conversations among us as well.
Tonight is Grace On Tap at the Conor Byrne Pub in Ballard. Hoping for a nap between returning home and going out again; I'm definitely feeling the effects of being on the go so much these past couple of weeks. Looking forward to slowing down soon.