THE HEART OF WORSHIP

John 4:23  "But the hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in  spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him."

Worship is what I do.  Worship is what I desire to do more than anything else.  I love nothing more than worshiping from the time I get up till I go to bed at night. When I awake, worship is on my lips.  My worship is not always singing, it is at times just pure love going from my heart to the Father.  The purest form of worship I know is when my heart just crys out to worship the Lord.  There are times that I cannot form words to express my worship for the Lord and just my heart and spirit silently reach up to God with their yearnings of love and song.  Songs without sound go up to His throne room.

I know that sounds strange, but have you ever just loved so deeply that you could not form words?  That is my love for the Lord.  At times, there are no words that will come from me; my heart just seems to pour out such need and desire for the Lord to hear what is inside.  I am so in love with You, Lord.  You know my heart, You know the desires of my spirit to be one with You; so much love is there, so much desire to be in Your presence continually. 

I was thinking today of people that have died and returned.  I wondered if angels send them back or if they saw the Lord.  I do not think if I saw my Jesus I could leave Him.  It would be so hard to be sent back after beholding the loveliness of my Lord, to actually be with Him.  I would have to be obedient to Him, but it would be so difficult to leave Him.  As much as I want to see Robert, and my parents, they will have to wait when I get there for before I see anyone, I want to see Jesus.  I want to be held in His arms and hear His sweet words.  I want to see His beautiful face that I have beheld only in my dreams, only in my mind as I seek so hard to see Him.  Lord, I want to see You.  I want to be held by You.  I want to sit at Your feet and gaze into Your lovely eyes and listen to Your words, Your sweet words.  That is where you can look for me; right at Jesus' feet.

I love You, my Lord, I love You.  I will worship You as long as I have breath, and when I get to that wonderful home You have prepared for me, I will worship with all the throngs of people there, those that have gone before me that are priviledged to worship You day and night.  Worship begins in the heart when the heart has undergone a transformation from what was once sinful to what is now righteous and santified in Christ Jesus.  Only a heart that has known what the Lord can do and has done knows real worship, real love for the Lord.  Only a heart that has been broken and has been mended by the King of Compassion knows real worship for the Lord.  Only a life that was once lost, but now is found and led by the Great Shepherd knows how to express such love and devotion in their worship.  These forms of worship find their way into the heart of the Father, touching His heart with such tenderness.  I truly believe, my Lord, that when You hear my worship, my hearts adoration and love for You, the sweetness of my words and songs coming up to You, I believe that You have such softness in Your heart, You open the gates of heaven to let my sounds of love and praise come in closer, and then, You begin to hum along with my song, and then sometimes You begin to sing along with me.  You sing to me and I sing to You.  The beautiful duet of love, astonishing love.  A love that cannot be destroyed by anything the enemy can do.  A love that will endure what ever comes on this earth.  A love that was made......in heaven.....by the Father.  This is the heart of worship.

01-05-12