Worship

I love worship. Most Sundays, it is my favorite part of the service. But because I am so used to worship at church, I often forget that that is not the only time that we can worship God. Tonight I went with my group to a traditional Irish dance and music performance called Trad on the Prom. My favorite musician was this man who played some sort of Irish pipe (kind of like a bag pipe, but you don't blow into it). As he started to play his first song, I was reminded that music doesn't have to have Christian lyrics or be played in a church to be called worship. It can be whatever leads us to worship God, whether it is a man playing the pipes in a crowded hotel ballroom or a beautiful cathedral. It was great that, in the midst of a crazy day full of "craic," or fun, God reminded me of himself when I least expected it.