Here’s the deal, every Friday for three years now hundreds of people have joined a kind of writing flash mob that Lisa Jo Baker hosts at her blog.
It’s open to anyone and everyone. Aspiring writers, closet poets, moms in the carpool lane waiting to pick up kids. It’s a chance to drown out the voice that tells you you’re not good enough, or talented enough, or well-known enough to qualify as a writer.
We write for five minutes flat. All on the same prompt posted at 1 minute past midnight EST every Friday. We write for joy and celebration of the written word. You are all invited to participate …..
I recall a conversation with my first pastor, who tried to explain to me the difference between “praise” and “worship” music. That was my first real introduction to the word. I hadn’t given it much thought before I accepted Christ as my Lord. A year or two passed and I was growing in faith and understanding yet my life still didn’t reflect a worshipful attitude. I would stand while the band played at church, I would close my eyes and try to feel God’s presence. Sometimes song lyrics would move me powerfully and I would cry. But my first real introduction to true, reverent worship was July 10, 2012 during a Tuesday night prayer service in Jacmel, Haiti. There God met me and showed me how to worship Him, despite language barrier, despite heat and discomfort, despite myself and my limitations. There was no distraction, just hundreds of voices all lifted high, praying and praising and honoring. Sweet chaos, worship music worthy of a mighty God.