Rescue

I have noticed that what I put in my ears, comes out in my words and actions. Funny thing that concept of “garbage in, garbage out.” As summer continues on, I’ve found myself looking forward to going to church each week. That has not always been the case.

I am very private worshipper. I don’t raise my hands, find any kind of emotion to be excessive and prefer the more “Catholic” way of worship. Much to my dismay and discomfort, I have found myself weeping, lifting my hands and worshipping in ways I never thought appropriate. I have experienced so many blessings through the worship at our church. Coming together in a crowd of people, singing my heart, and doing it with others who feel the same…ah…that is worship!

This Sunday we sang the song below. It has not left my mind since then. I have found myself needing rescuing…from my short tempered days with the kids, from my discouragements about training and will I do well, from my selfish pride that I “don’t need help.” From so many things. I keep singing and praying for that rescue.

Rescue by Desperation Band

You are the source of the life
I can’t be left behind
No one else will do
I will take hold of You

I need You Jesus
To come to my rescue
Where else can I go
There’s no other name by
Which I am saved
Capture me with grace
I will follow You

This world has nothing for me
I will follow You
This world has nothing for me
I will follow You