Oct 24, 2020

Erosion of worship...

In some places, We have lost sight of what constitutes  worship. Corporate prayer, creeds, confessions, have no place. 

No more gathering, proclaiming, thanksgiving, and sending out. 

Just music, talking, then more music.

Music long way from what l normally listen too...gonna suggest equally long way from what many listen too.

It becomes about me, what I want, if that’s not happening, I’m going to take my guitar and go home. Become like a convener band of what l want..

Scheduled often followed One hour commitment.

Adults go to a “worship service” with commercial music , kinda a self-help, teaching method of sermon.

in not uncommon perhaps not every week Kids go someplace else in the building, where they are overstimulated for Jesus loud music and flashy effects.

We used to go out and formal type of education. Not surprisingly we developed into extra talk shops...after Church fellowship..

After an hour of separation, everyone goes home and gets on with their lives.

worship is not that hour on a Sunday.

Worship is the period of our lives lived Monday to Sunday.

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