Worship is cultured in the heart, defined in our response, and expressed in many ways. The Psalmist Series is a collection of posts by worshipers dedicated to various and creative ways of expressing worship.
When I sat down to write this psalm, I have to admit, I thought it was going to be a challenge. It was something different for me. But when I did, it just came flowing out of me and with that, a psalm was born.
What I love most about the Psalms is the authenticity of the moment captured in each verse. Chapter after chapter paints the emotion of the heart position of each author. It’s the realness of what the author conveys that draws us, because we too at times can feel the same way. The Psalms are relatable to us as a lover of God because we too have those moments when we express those emotions before the Lord.
Sometimes I read the Psalms and I get a little lost in them. My heart begins to wander beyond the words of the author on the page. I love the Psalms for their purity and the honesty in the struggle they often convey. They don’t always have rhyme or reason, but they do have a great deal of personality. You can connect with the language even if it isn’t yours.
I was recently given an assignment to begin journaling as a method of expanding myself in songwriting. I admit, I was not thrilled about this idea because, well, I hate journaling. But, out of obedience to the assignment giver I tried my best.