the best moments are the ones that take you by surprise. the more i expect awesomeness, the less it impresses me.
the tehillah monday refuge conference was this weekend, and i went to the friday, saturday, and monday night sessions. friday night was neat . . . steve osmond has been making sense to me lately. why, yes, that does scare me . . . why do you ask? worship on monday night was amazing . . . even though it definitely brought to mind stuff that needs fixing.
but saturday was the neatest of all. i'm not sure why tim neufeld (starfield dude) felt the need to say this, but he talked about old hymns and how they remind him of that first time he really felt the Holy Spirit while he was worshipping . . . and he went into this song.
for Thou, o Lord, art high above all the earth
Thou art exalted far above all gods
for Thou, o Lord, art high above all the earth
Thou art exalted far above all gods
and i was all "hmm . . . this sounds familiar. but it couldn't be, could it?"
then the chorus came
i exalt Thee
i exalt Thee
i exalt Thee
o Lord
i exalt Thee
i exalt Thee
i exalt Thee
o Lord
i was saying to jeremy and steve the day before that being sentimental was so important to me. i had thought it was such a shallow thing . . . but the truth is that i hold on to things: to letters and gifts and leaves and random doodles . . . to memories . . . to songs. the man i will marry, if indeed i ever do, has to cherish the little things.
God remembers the song i sang to Him when i first fell to my knees before Him. He remembers that i prayed, "i am Yours" and sang, "i exalt Thee." He is so the perfect One for me.