THE HEART OF TRUE WORSHIP
In the quiet places of the soul, there is a longing that nothing on earth can quiet. It is the call of eternity echoing within us, the voice of God drawing us to Himself. Worship begins there—not in a building, not in a song, but in the heart that answers His call. “O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord our Maker” (Psalm 95:6).
To worship is to come thirsty and to drink deeply from Christ, the fountain of living water (John 7:37). It is not ceremony that satisfies us, but communion. It is not noise or movement, but His nearness. When the heart truly meets Jesus, joy flows where dryness once was. “In Your presence is fullness of joy” (Psalm 16:11).
Worship is not measured by what can be seen, but by what has been surrendered. God looks upon the heart, not the outward show (1 Samuel 16:7). A song without surrender is sound without spirit. But a yielded heart—even in silence—becomes a song that reaches heaven. “Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you” (James 4:8).
True worship lifts our eyes away from ourselves and fixes them upon the Savior. It is not about our feelings or our worthiness. It is about Jesus alone. “He must increase, but I must decrease” (John 3:30). In His presence, the proud heart bows low, and the restless heart finds peace. “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10).
Worship is not just a moment. It is a way of living. Jesus said, “Abide in Me, and I in you” (John 15:4). To worship is to abide—to make Him the dwelling place of every thought, every step, every breath. “He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty” (Psalm 91:1). When love for Christ fills the soul, life itself becomes worship.
Let every act of service, every prayer, every breath rise like incense before His throne. Let all we do be done with love and gladness, not for reward, but for His glory. True worship is both upward and outward—upward in adoration, outward in kindness.
May our hearts be places where Jesus finds welcome, where His love transforms, where His presence is the sweetest treasure.
Lord Jesus, teach my heart the beauty of true worship. Let me seek You not for what You give, but for who You are. Quiet every lesser sound within me until only Your voice remains. Draw me near to drink deeply of Your presence, and fill every empty place with Your peace.
Dwell within me, Lord, and let my worship never end. May all I am bring honor to Your name, for You alone are worthy. Amen.
Bryan Dewayne Dunaway
