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It’s Sunday and I’m at church but not really at church in my eyes. I’m in creche with my little one and missing the whole service. And to be honest feeling a tad grumpy about it all. Furthermore I found myself in the bathroom dealing with my chappy needing a change. Not exactly a Holy moment.

Or was it? Because as I juggled changing the pullup with keeping a wriggly child on the change table the worship music wafted through into the bathroom and my spirit lifted at the words.

For Thou, O Lord, art high above all the earth
Thou art exalted far above all gods
For Thou, O Lord, art high above all the earth
Thou art exalted far above all gods
I exalt Thee, I exalt Thee
I exalt Thee, O Lord
I exalt Thee, I exalt Thee
I exalt Thee, O Lord

 

In that moment, in my very mundane situation, the presence of God invaded the room. God doesn’t wait for us to have everything lined up and perfect for worship. He doesn’t wait for perfect circumstances and perfect environments to engage with us. He doesn’t need to wait for us to feel like we’re in the “mood” to encounter Him. He just comes, with His love and with His grace for us.

So in that rather dismal location, despite my attitude and unprepardeness to do anything more than look after my child, I encountered the presence of God. I encountered His love and His grace. I may have missed the entire service that Sunday, but I didn’t miss God. He found me.