Holy

Holy is the Lord God Almighty...

Sometimes sacred ground is standing at your kitchen stove making your one millionth pancake, with sick kids, cancelled plans and a hard week around you.

Sometimes it is in the holding on and sometimes in the letting go.

Sometimes it is in the heartbreak and sometimes it is in the piecing back together.

Sometimes it is in the definite and sometimes in the unknown.

Sometimes it is togetherness and sometimes it is alone.

Holy is the Lord God Almighty. In our mess, in our tears, in our celebration, in our despair, in our hope, in our weakness, in our overcoming. I take comfort in the fact that God is the same, always faithful. He has seen all of my yesterdays and all of my tomorrows; He is stable in a sea of change.

O praise Him, O praise Him,
He is holy, He is holy!

When we praise Him it brings a little heaven to earth. Sacred ground.

Hallelujah, holy, holy
God Almighty, the great I AM
Who is worthy, none beside Thee
God Almighty, the great I AM

This is where battles are fought and won. Where we hear His voice calling our ground sacred. Where He breathes life and direction and peace over our circumstances. Where He strengthens, comforts and brings rest. Where He empowers us with His Spirit to rise up.

Bless the Lord, oh my soul.
I worship Your holy name.