I love learning more and more about worshipping God. Worship, I’m thinking, means delighting in Him, honoring Him, celebrating Him, responding to Him, communing with Him, and just enjoying Him (to name only a few possibilities of worship). It’s what we do with earthly fathers, in smaller ways, on Father’s Day as a natural, unforced, joyful, and often spontaneous overflow of love.
I think that, no matter what’s happening or where I am, I can worship. Instead of my productivity goals, my meaning-making, my teaching and writing and speaking, my parenting, or whatever else, I’m mostly made to worship today.