Worry over not giving Him enough airtime
And He reminds me that most things already have His look.
He doesn’t need my positive press:
He is already present
In all His glorious, perfect sufficiency.
With or without my attention.
With or without my drawing attention.
He reminds me
That I don’t need to worry about forgiven failings.
That noticing all this
And remembering the Him all round and herein
And true worship is naturally contagious.
Real, live, savoring gratitude and
From a heart that knows Him, loves Him,
Believes Him, gives Him notice even a little
Because He’s transformed it.
He’s in it
And no tiny conjuring on my part enlarges or diminishes Him.
The Gospel – the Good News –
Can’t be manufactured,
Real, true, good news
Really, truly transforms everything.
He doesn’t need my help.
But between you and me,
I’m so glad He wants it…