Monday, August 3, 2009

Home...Now what?

Now what? Was one of the comments at the end of Dr. Sharon Watkins sermon last Friday... and now that I'm home I'm feeling a bit of "Now what?" It was a great week. The final closing service and communion celebration was truly that... a celebration! WONDERFUL music from the Assembly Children's Choir as well as the world-traveled Indianapolis Children's Choir and the adult Assmbly Choir who sang with emmy-award winning Christian singer, Donald Lawrence and everyone was up on their feet waving their hands and clapping. Christian folk singer Carrie Newcomer shared beautiful music as well as the Assembly praise band under the wonderul, inspired and invigorating directorship of Bill Thomas. The talented Congan musician who played the Congo drum carved out of a huge log called us to worship again on Sunday and was followed by the rhythms of a Samoan praise band from a church in Indianapolis. I wanted to get a little video of one of Donald Lawrence's songs with the choir, but my camera batteries died and I didn't have replacements with me. DUH.
Connie and I left after the closing service and decided to drive straight back Sunday night. Her husband, a trucker for a major national trucking company was on his was TO Indianapolis and we were able to meet him in Bloomington, Illinois at a truck stop as he was heading south and we were heading north. Met their Spaniel, Taz, that rides along with him in the truck. Sweet, sweet dog. Got back to Vinton about midnight, by the time I unloaded my stuff from her car and loaded my own (good thing I wasn't flying and having to pay extra for extra weight for the stuff I brought home) it was 12:30 when I got on the road again for Stanhope. I got home about 3 a.m. this morning.
It's good to be home, good to see my son again, good to have Marshall back with his tail wagging that he missed me. But all the way back I was singing one of the final songs, "Revive Us" and praying that the energy I received in Indy would follow me home and revive my spirit... not just when around 6000 others praising and praying, which is easy... but when it's just me. Revive me for that which I have been called to do. Revive me from the depression and tiredness that seems to surround me in spite of my best efforts. I was revived in Indy... may God's spirit come SUDDENLY and often and zap me with a bolt of energy when I need it and for the work yet to come. I hope the "now what" is answered and I have the knowledge to hear it and the energy to do it. Revive us with your fire! Revive ME with your fire!

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