Some thoughts on worship.

I wanted to write something about worship. I read some things the other day on facebook and it's been bugging me since then. Then this morning as I struggled, again, in my own soul, making my coffee and forcing myself to sit outside on this splendid morning, I was reminded that worship is an important part of just being.
So, as I sat down, outside, took my first sip of substandard coffee, and just paid attention to the surroundings, worship happened without thought.

excerpt from journal, April 16th 2010:
Dearest Father,
Your artistry is so fabulous and so splendid, in sound and smell and size and sight in breeze and light and temperature and colour oh the Glory in it! What a wonder You are!
......Sitting outside in the morning, on the back deck of my old farmhouse. Just now sheltered in shade by a massive maple, yet with leaf unfurled, early spring. I look up a gentle hill, and see a rock garden, just starting again with it's perennials. A green lawn slopes up to an iris bed. Those irises are just barely creeping up green fronds, yet the daffodils in their midst are joy, so brilliantly displaying themselves. I hear the light sounds of wind chimes in their midst.

Oh the sounds of spring,
A robin foraging,
A thousand frogs, occasionally break in,
Birds I don't recognize the songs of
Flies buzzing
Hawks and eagles-crying high above,
Light winds,
The earth is kissed with love,
You'd have to be blind not to see,
Life pushes up, it springs forth,
God's glory is obvious,
obvious,
obvious.

If you falter in worship, in buildings made with hands, and forget how to connect or even if you can. I invite you to come out to my land and sit and be and see if your soul remembers worship again. For the glory of our Creator cannot fail at last to make us soften in the wonder of His beautiful art. Life.
If it's hard to worship. It may be that you have lost touch with the One who loves you.
It is not a mechanical action, a force of the will, like paying your taxes in April.
When was the last time an exclamation came out of your mouth, as natural as breathing, to praise something?
Wow, this is delicious!
That is absolutely amazing!

You've got to find a way for your heart to see and have this be real, true towards Him. If it isn't seek to see again, for your soul has become blind. It's "taste buds" as it were have lost their ability to enjoy the wealth of gourmet delights.
If this is the case, your life is heading in a terrible way for your soul and you need love, poured out, because when you can enjoy His works, worship flows easily, naturally, steadily, strongly, purely, deeply, ah!
There is no way it's real worship without some kind of connection and I say to you, your connections within are broken like rail road tracks twisted and missing. It is unsafe for travel. It is wisdom to not ignore the signs of broken-ness. Denial doesn't fix these broken tracks.
But somehow,
Remembering Him, truly does.
We are reconnected in worship and we realize that the One we worship, that Supreme God, that Jesus - Him, He adores us. He misses our touch, He loves us. When you are receiving His love, you are being restored and it is a worship an action that far surpasses anything else.
Worship is not singing 10 songs with gusto and passion (though in the midst many may actually be really worshipping). Worship is when something really connects.
Better than an exclamation for food, that can't talk back, Praise to God, about Him, opens up a mutual flow of love.
Food nourishes us and we become satisfied, for a bit. We will keep coming back to that favourite restaurant, and pay high prices too:) (If we can)
Worship is a bit like that
Only it has to be real.
I am in wonder as I soak in my outdoor masterpiece.
It talks to me, from the heart of it's Maker, it's Beauty breaks down my barriers and I LET it. I LET it!

Find that place to reconnect your soul, with it's Maker.
Like finding the most amazing restaurant.
And let Him love you, as your love for Him starts to become real again. Real love, real worship, real connection, real relationship, unshakable,
Beautiful Home, Him.