We’re literally home right now. Off two days during our recording schedule in which the current of life, our own beds, and loads of laundry embrace us.
Yet our time recording has felt like coming home as well…just in a different way. Full of peace, safety, trust. Living each new day as just that…another day. Full of epic elements, challenges to wrestle…yet at ease.
Charlie Hall shared with our youth worship team in its infancy, that we shouldn’t work ourselves up for events. That worshipping, whether in private or in front of two people or 2,000 people, should be as natural (and supernatural) as breathing. That an emotional and spiritual roller coaster wasn’t desirable on any level.
Our time this last week felt like being at home. And it’s not that we’re old pros, we haven’t even begun to tap out the vast knowledge of the talented people we’re working with in the studio. And it’s not that this isn’t an adventure of epic proportions…so much that we wake up wondering if it’s all a dream.
It’s that it is very good. That innate sense of home that is found when we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be, walking with Him in the cool of the night, knowing that what He is doing is very good.
This very good is only a shadow of what’s to come perfectly when we will know fully as we are fully known. When the groan of creation will be answered with final victory. But in the meantime, we rest in that shadow. At home in Him. While sojourning.