Worship Him and His wonderful love.
Worship His grace.
True worship recognizes His Gospel and the truths of Him.
His existence extends past and present.
He loves me and gave His life for me.
I worship Him because he created all the world around me.
His majesty reigns over mountains, in deep oceans, and into the night sky bright with the stars He strung in the heavens.
He is my all and all.
He is my beginning, my end.
I am nothing without Him.
He erased my past and created me anew.
Even if He never answered another prayer or provide anything else for me; He has already paid it all.
He is worthy to be worshiped.
Worship, worship, worship.
It is harder at times to worship. I know this firsthand of late, but God is good.
Recently I sat in my car railing about life’s unfairness. I mean my car broke down and I had to get my daughter to school; plus, we have other issues glaring at my family trying to bring defeat.
God, however, reminded me worship can calm the storm.
The next time life swirls around you. Close your eyes and sing praises in your head. The problems will still be there, but a peace will enter your being that will pass all understanding.
I know, I just worshiped in my storm.