Last night after our evening service we had a lil' ole thing we like to call AltarNative. Many aspects of Truth become clear when you ponder that title. I confess, that I am, at times, more an AltarAlien than Native. I spend more time and energy in the temporal present (alternative to Reality) than at the eternal altar (the feet of Jesus, the throne of God).

Anyway, last night was a sweet time of fellowship, of sitting at the Savior's feet and rehearsing His sacrifice, His suffering, His perfection, His holiness, His love and His example for us to follow. I could've stayed forever, and one day, I will!

It was nearly perfect, but I had to open my mouth and spit out my words in testimony. It didn't come out at all like it had been on my heart earlier that day. So, I kick myself again! It even made it worse when none of the rest of the band shared (even though Chet encouraged us to do so). So stupid me, stuck out like a sore thumb. But, Humility is a good companion for me, and I don't wish her to leave, because then I am only left with my friend Pride (who is not a good influence). I wish he would leave for good. I should have learned this lesson well by now. Stick with Scripture and song!

In spite of my foolishness, I will never grow tired of trying to get to know Him deeper! What an awesome God! I am humbled He chose me and privileged to follow Him "who, for the joy set before Him, endured the cross, despising the shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God." Heb. 12:2