We pray this message encourages you, challenges you, and draws you closer to Christ.

What a blessing that worship of God is not a seasonal thing.

It's a weekly thing.

It's rhythm.

It can be not just a Sunday.

In fact, this is just a little microcosm of time with God.

in fellowship with Christian community, but God invites us into a daily rhythm of worship and sacrifice and service and gathering, whether it be life group, whether it be with our family.

Talk down the walls Look through my windows As I wait You could be the thief I give the key to You're ruining me With secrets and gestures and blows With sonnets and secondhand books Playing the chords in me Nobody knew how to play You sing me to sleep Talk down the walls Look through my windows as I lay It fits in your head like the water in rain It unlocks our two different cells and shows we are the same Rather than wait till I put me out for the taking, you'll break You're breaking into my heart And I'm letting you Your eyes are full Full of the future of us do do