It was said, at the beginning of all things, that the Spirit of God brought form to the formless.
Worship, and its expressions in music and creativity, is like the breath of God to the formless waters of the heart.
Hovering above the tumult of our soul, we sing songs that recall to memory who God is, who we are, and the reality in which we ultimately find ourselves.
Our eyes lift from the chaos of crashing emotions and jumbling thoughts, and are centered on One so loving that our despair is turned to awe.
Worship brings form to the formless waters of the heart. In your cries for stability of soul, include a song and spend breath on its singing.
