Yesterday we worshipped with the Maasi way out down in the bush. This is what are day was like: We worshiped, praised and raised our hands, To the Father who knows all plans. We listened and we learned for it is from God we heard, The message delivered under that old tree. It was hot and we were tired, But the words we were receiving were meant to inspire. We spoke on God’s grace, This is received through the smallest amount of faith. All from the message delivered under that old tree. We were gathered in a small pack, But even the heat of the day could not hold us back. We smiled and shared, Of God’s love and care. Under that old tree. God was resting in this place, You could see it on each and every person’s face. As the day came to an end, The work of the Lord was just about to begin. Under that old tree. |