knee jerk

i asked myself something(s) today.

what does God think of me? am i doing what i am supposed to be doing?

is it enough to just read my bible? go to church on a sunday? open the door for someone? raise my hands and close my eyes after that magnificent key change? to not stray from convention (because convention keeps us safe...doesn't it?)

the fact that he chose (emphasis on chose) to save us from an inevitable and most unpleasant end i.e: the death after death, overwhelms me with a sort of confused relief. such a gift, if not the ultimate of gifts should move us to live a life of worship. not in the way of raising hands and straining face. but spirit and in truth!

let us be conscious of our social responsibilities….
lets get real…

…. let us glorify him by standing for justice. not charity. charity is superficial.

look at the child with no home, no food, no parents. what will we do about it? read our bibles more? go to church more? open more doors for more people? raise my hands and strain my face more after an even more magnificent key change? although these things are both good and biblical, it is the acknowledgment of God and all his power and glory in the things we do which puts a smile on his face.

worship is not limited to one act (as we have been so conditioned), but is done properly when the heart and attitude is in the right place. true worship is felt inwardly, and manifests through actions. "going through the motions" out of obligation is vain. check out Amos 5:21-24.

a fellow doctor i work with had a chat with a scared and stigmatised-by-the-public manic patient today, and he worshipped.