Praise & Worship

When I first began attending church, I was scared to lift my hands...I saw some people do it but the majority didn't...what would Wes think? So I started raising my hands only when I went to church alone (when Wes was working). I used to sit near the back of the church. Then I went through a period of being in awe of watching people worship from their heart...I could stare at them in amazement at their outpouring of praise and worship for the Lord. Now...I am so much more filled with the Holy Spirit...we sit near the front and I never look back and not even around at other people really. This is MY time with the Lord...I find myself dancing subtly, bouncing, swaying, clapping, lifting my hands, pointing my finger to the #1 God, closing my eyes, standing on my tippy toes (as if it worship higher, like I could touch Him), smiling and sometimes even crying. Yup, I can't stop it. I even sing LOUD...sorry for the folks around me. My voice is probably not very pleasant to anyone around me, but that is ok with me, because I think it must sound glorious to our Heavenly Father and that is what it is meant for. I leave church feeling like I wished we could have worshipped a little longer, just one more song, and another and another. I don't know if I would ever get tired of it. I pray our children will feel the same filling of the Spirit within them and love our Lord with all their heart, mind and soul.