Leb Blog

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Holy, Holy, Holy


I charge thee therefore before God, and the Lord Jesus Christ, who shall judge the quick and the dead at his appearing and his kingdom; Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all long suffering and doctrine. (2 Timothy 4:1-2)

Dreams are kinda’ funny.

Sometimes they don’t make sense.

Other times God’s speaks through them (Joel 2:28).

Late last night, more like early morning I had a dream.

In my dream I was called to lead worship at a wedding. It seemed that all my music was missing and no matter how hard I tried (in my dream) I could not produce a song set. Printers printed the wrong music; my packets were incorrect and it was moments before we were to begin worshipping the Lord. It seemed no one had the correct music!

My friend leaned over to me and said “if you don’t start singing I will”.

It was like the very breath of God –it filled me. I turned to the team and said, “forget what you’ve prepared, forget the songs selected”. In a moment’s time we began to sing the old song, “I exalt thee” and the entire auditorium erupted. I remember a time of spontaneous worship and all present were honoring our God! It was explosive! Lord you alone are worthy!

Preparing is good; actually we are good stewards to manage our responsibilities well. But, when called to bring Glory to God, be ready!

There are songs of praise and worship anchored to my heart. Some are written by men inspired by the Holy Spirit and other songs are songs birthed by the Holy Spirit as he sees fit.

I love spontaneous praise above all!

Oh, let everything that has breath praise the Lord!


Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.

Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness.

Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.

Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs.

Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals.

Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.
(Psalm 150)


Dreams can be silly. Some don’t make sense.

This dream reminded my I’ve been made to worship the King!


God bless you!~Liz

Image: Orange County Fellowship Sunday Worship