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What is true worship?

I remember asking God what is true worship? He reminded me of uncle Benny. The church was on the first floor with no lift and uncle Benny would attend church with crutches. He would stand with the help of his crutches during worship and sing God's praises aloud. Every time I think of his attitude during worship, it makes me forget my inadequacies. It makes me realise it's not about the performance, it's not about the instruments, it's not about the way you sing. Worship is about trusting God even when it doesn't make sense. I wonder if I were in uncle Benny's place would I worship God with one leg? Would I still praise God? I must admit I find it difficult to trust God let alone praise Him when things get hard, especially when things are taken away from me.

One of the worship songs I find difficult is- "Blessed be your name" especially the part- "You give and take away, You give and take away, My heart will choose to say-Lord, blessed be Your name." It's easy to worship God when He gives. But it's so hard to praise Him when He takes away. I'm inspired by uncle Benny's attitude during worship. I think in His heart He experienced God's faithfulness regardless of the circumstance, so he trusted God and worshipped Him. Just like him, my body will wither in time and so will everything I hold on to dearly will fade away. Through life's ups and downs, God will prove He is steady and faithful. In the constant change, He is the unchanging One who loves me through my strength, weakness, beauty and ugliness. 

I hope and pray that God will make us steady in His love, so we'll be confident like uncle Benny and respond like Job with a heart of true worship- "I came naked from my mother's womb, and I will be naked when I leave. The LORD gave me what I had, and the LORD has taken it away. Praise the name of the LORD!"


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