Can worship ever be as sweet as when you have come through a huge crisis?  I don’t know of a time that the closeness of God is as precious as it is now that I am being held so closely in his arms.  I can almost feel His breath on my cheek as I sing to Him.  It doesn’t matter if it is in church or in my private songs with him, he is near and he is good. 

My time at church today was especially meaningful as we sang about how holds us up against our enemy.  That is the truth and singing it through tears of joy that I have made it this far inspired me.  I have not been left…not that I thought that I had…but it is ringing true this day.  I am not forgotten.  I am feeling almost normal today, except for being a little more tired than usual. 

To stand, and sing with my voice and my arms lifted high to his throne has got to be a taste of heaven on Earth.  I am so grateful that he has allowed freedom in worship.  If I close my eyes and just focus on the words as my prayer to him…nothing else…not cancer…not work…not even children…just focus on Him, it is as if the heavens open and I can feel him surround me.  I dare not open my eyes and spoil the moment…to be transported in my heart to the feet of the one who has saved me, it is not something that I can describe with words.  It is more real than words.  It is more real than cancer.  It is more real than the room I am standing in.  I wish everyone could feel this kind of love.  The pains of life dull in comparision.