and I had been concerned that maybe I have never worshipped God in my life. It seemed to me that there would require of us an active component in worship, a formal decision of worship. I figured that after all these years that I've been learning and growing to love God more, that perhaps I had not taken the time to actively worship Him.
Now, since worship is not something of our own regard, but rather we may enter into worship when we praise God—stepping forward into the gates of heaven to join with the angels and saints in unceasing worship—then how might I enter into the throne of worship by praising God? Through the analyzing, worry, and confusion over this whole ordeal, it seems that I have placed myself somewhat further still from worship, for little did I know I have worshipped the Lord all along! As Catholics, every time we meet on Sundays, we come to worship, and this is where my fear lay, for I figured that without having consciously partook in the attempt to actively worship, that I was not worshipping. But in my times of prayer, in my coming to Christ to have a meeting with Him, both in and out of Mass, worship is exactly where I had ended up, for worship is not really an all out conscious pursuit but rather a consequence of the heart. If we mentally organize ourselves to worship, we do not really achieve anything but perhaps frustration, for in the words of Shakespeare's Hamlet, "My words go up, my thoughts remain below, words without thoughts never to heaven go."
Worship comes from the heart. When we enter into a meeting with Christ, he touches the innermost parts of our heart and worship is evoked from that meeting. It's something that naturally happens, it's a natural desire. After all, we were made for worship, it is integral to our very creation. So worship is not a trial or something we have to endure, but it is a beautiful expression of our love that explodes outward when we are in awe and in love with God. It's a natural expression and fulfillment of our being.
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