WELL, THAT WASN’T IT

 

Monday, July 17, 2023

 

WELL, THAT WASN’T IT

 

Heb 13:15

15 By him [by Jesus] therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.

 

          A. W. Tozer said “The church that can’t worship must be entertained. And men who can’t lead a church to worship must provide the entertainment.” Similarly, religious entertainment well done, cannot satisfy the thirsty soul.

 

          Have you ever stood before the open refrigerator staring at the contents and wasting electricity? You finally decide to reach for a left over something only to say, “Well, that wasn’t it.” Such is the plight of the unsatisfied worshipper. The sampling of what is called worship delivers a disturbing discordant grinding in the heart that searches for harmony. Increasing the volume only makes things worse.  

 

          There is something to be said for the Quaker silence. Quakers consider silence a sacred place, a special and set apart meeting place — that is where people can encounter the living God. Having endured many “worship” services, I tend to agree.

 

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise.

Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above.

Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,

Mount of Thy redeeming love.

 

Lord, deliver me from worshiptainment and let me hear Thy still small voice. AMEN