Well... it was good, but not quite what I was anticipating. If you've read my previous post here, you know that I was ready to "rock and roll" for God. I was expecting a long praise and worship time. It didn't happen. Good thing I read Los' post at Ragamuffin's Soul today, which made me understand that it's really not the number of songs that matters but our hearts. I guess I was just ready for something like "bringing down the walls of Jericho through praise". At any rate. It was good. A good time to be still before the Lord.
And because I was already so "ready to unload" my burdens before God prior to coming to this prayer meeting, I was a mess as soon as the first song was sung. I cried the whole way through worship (again, I say it was short ;) ). I raise my hands, I clapped, I knelt, and I did put my face down on the ground. Sometimes I worry that people might think I am attracting attention to myself. But then again if I can't worship God this way in our "church" where can I do it? I know... n the privacy of our homes.... but aren't we called to worship God in His sanctuary?
I prayed mostly inside the auditorium. I prayed at the Children's Ministry stations too (great idea!). But for other ministries, I decided to just get their "printed prayers lists" and I'd pray at home.
Almost 10PM. Tired. I think it's PMS time again - maybe that's why I was so emotional during worship time. But then again, maybe it's not because of that.
P.S. - In the coming days and weeks I will be talking more about marriage, family and motherhood. I feel that I have to live up to my title of "mommy blogger" :). Actually, I really need to talk about those because.... just because.