Last night, Justin & I were watching Colby play in front of us before he went to bed. He was quite the worker...playing between three different "stations" of toys. He'd put his two current favorite toys (and when I say "current", I mean...for that 5 minutes!) in one box, then pick them up and move them to the next one. Every once in awhile, he'd look up and realize we were watching him--give us his big toothy smile--and then go back to "work". He'd experiment to see what could fit down his little giraffe toy (a toy that you put balls down to make noises), see how it worked, and go from there. He doesn't give up too quickly...just keeps trying.
He likes to play the piano, too. He'll pound on those ivories, sing along, and make music just for Colby. He doesn't care if anyone's listening, just that he can express what he needs to. What sweet, sweet sounds...I could listen to it all day long!
Do you suppose that's how God watches and views us in worship? Does He watch us try to see what new method will bring us closer to Him and make Him smile just for the effort? Does our worship make Him want us to sing all day long? I'm not talking about how it sounds...the "heart music"...I'm afraid I worry too often and forget to just "sing" my heart.
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