The Heart of Worship

What if when we worshipped we thought about our words?  If we made them a reality in our life and what if sometimes we feared God enough to be silent and pray for a change of heart when we can't mean what we are singing.  Does the God of creation deserve half hearted worship?  Does he deserve worship from his children done only because its time for that part of the service?  What if we melted the heart of God because we took time to prepare, or we took time before God confessing what is wrong in our lives and thanking God for his unending grace?  Instead of singing because we like the song, what if we were so in love with God that it wouldn't matter what the song was, what the music sounded like, or who was leading, but what mattered was that we were lifting our voice to our dad.  Could it be that he just wants to hear our voice, because after all isn't he the one that gave it to us (as out of tune as it may be).  None of this to say that God will reject whatever worship we offer him.  Wouldn't it be great if we really moved God because when we sang out to him we really planned on living our life in the way we sing about.  That we didn't just read words from a screen or a book, but in that moment we thought of what that could mean for our life.  Worship can be outward but without thought, without intention, without love for our father.  This kind of worship is not complete.  Worship is not only a dance, though it can be, it is not only jumping and raising hands, though it can be.  It is heart felt devotion to the one who made us and loves us with a love that is relentless.  How can we deny God worship that comes from deep within our souls.  He is the reason we are breathing.  At the most basic level we have reason to worship with all that we have.  He's the one who gives us breath.