Language Barrier

I think there is something to be said for a lack of understanding. Still haven't quite figured out what is to be said about it, but there has to be something.

Yesterday some of the DME members left on campus visited the Ethiopian church again to worship with them. It was great. And there was a major language barrier. An hour of singing in a language you can't sing along with prohibits the act of worship we often think of. I found myself daydreaming, praying, and thinking, my mind often wandering from my prayers to daydreams or thoughts that I didn't know the origin of.

Then last night at the campus Sunday night Praise and Worship service, the same happened. Everything was in English then. What was my excuse for not being able to focus then? The language barrier could not be blamed -- in fact, at times I think I focused more on God when I couldn't understand what was going on.

So I am left wondering. How does my inability to focus hinder my worship? And has my focus gotten worse? Did Stevie's ADD rub off on me this summer more than I realize? Or is my heart just not in it, so my head finds it easier to wander? Because I couldn't understand what was going on in the morning worship, did I have to be more disciplined with my thoughts to keep them on God? I have no answers.

I told you there was something to be said about language barriers.

Maybe I just need to sleep more. A very real possibility. Can't remember the last time I was in bed before midnight. Everything is always in high speed, and has no sign of slowing down. Sometimes I feel like I barely have time to breathe. Hopefully at some point that will get better...

Such heavy blog topics the last few days. I'll work on that.

Until next time, where are you focusing?