A Mother's Worship

on sunday, i had the privilege of singing at a friend's church about 40min away. it's a russian church, and a great group of people. the presence of God was in that place and it was so easy to worship alongside of them. even though most of their songs were in russian, i just hummed along to the tune or sang my own song to God in english! lol

a little over a year ago, the senior pastor of that church lost one of his sons in a tragic and random series of events that still don't really make sense to this day. it was such a shock to everyone, and even now it's hard to think about.

the pastor's wife and one of their daughters were singing on the stage, and i noticed that the wife began to cry a little bit. (i cry all the time during worship because the presence of the King is just SO moving and humbling.) however, i was brought to tears myself. although His undeniable presence was there, i was touched by the mother's act of worship. i was so aware of what it cost her to bring her praise to God. here is a woman who's lost her son, and she's still singing praises to God. talk about costly worship, and bringing a sacrifice of praise.

i've never been though anything as tragic as that. i am so moved by her faith in God. her, and her husband, and her family, have had to hold on to God because there was no other choice - period.

i wonder about her journey of faith.... i just can't imagine having to go though what she's gone through.... and worshiping God in spite of it all.... and i only know a small part of their story....