interrupted

A couple of weeks ago, Karen and I were enjoying one of those days-off that seem to go by so fast. You know the days I'm talking about........you look forward to them and before you know it; its over. On this particular Monday, we had a few errands to run in the morning, and by lunch time; we were done. Everywhere we had to go, and everything we needed to do just fell into order. There were no delays that we had planned for. There was no back-tracking and driving all over town. Everything just clicked right along, and we found ourselves with some "free time". The only thing bad about "free time" is, if you aren't prepared for it.....it's gone.

I don't know why I suggested it. I don't know where the idea came from. But when Karen asked, "What would you like to do?", my response was......."Let's go to the Waterworks Gallery." As long as I have lived in Rowan County, I've never been to the Waterworks Gallery. I was an Art Major in college and I really enjoy art galleries. I can stand in front of a work of art and look at it for the longest time. I'm not so much trying to decide if I like it, or if it makes any kind of sense at all. Art is more than that. When I look at a painting; I not only see the brush strokes.....I feel the energy that the artist put behind each stroke. In a large painting, I can feel the artist using their entire body as they would stretch and move across the canvas.....keeping balance not to lose the flowing motion of the brush soaked with paint. And I see areas in the painting that may seem out of place to some people, but it would tell me that at that moment......the artist's plan was interrupted, and instead of ignoring this change......the artist was drawn to it. And to be honest; anyone who stands and looks at the painting is drawn to it as well.

Worship is art. Worship involves our whole being. Every part of our daily lives is adding to this work of art we call worship. When we are totally surrendered to the art of worshipping our Creator, it inhabits us. We not only sing it......we stretch and reach as far and as high as we can to embrace it......we move through life trying to keep our balance as worship moves in, through, and around us; and then.....

......God interrupts. It's up to you and me to decide now. Do we stop and take notice of the interruption; embrace it and make it a part of our worship? Or, do we just keep going along on our own. To embrace the interruption would be to embrace God; to draw close to Him. Others will see.....and will be drawn to Him......the whole reason for the interruption.