As I quietened my questioning mind and began to really listen for the Lord’s response, I noticed something I hadn’t really noticed before—how profoundly silent it is at that time of the day. The silence was so soothing in fact that it almost put me to sleep. But, suddenly, a thought exploded in my mind: “Do you realize that at this very moment you are riding on an incredible machine, a spaceship if you will, called planet Earth? While you sit there in that soft easy chair, it is whirling you around and around on its axis and taking you on endless revolutions around the sun—all at incredible rates of speed! Yet, listen. Does its engine grind or knock or rattle? Smell. Does it emit noxious, nauseous fumes? Feel. Is there even the slightest bumping motion? Think. It’s been in operation for eons of time, but has it ever broken down or needed repair?
“Wow!” was all I could respond. I felt a lot like Job must have felt when the Lord brought to his puny little brain just a few of the anatomical wonders of the whale. For the first time in my life, I think, I got a glimpse of what true worship is like. It is being in awe of God—His power and majesty, His genius, His incredible humility. Worship in spirit and truth begins when the layers of indifference and ingratitude that have built up over our hearts through the years start to peel away, and we are put in touch once again with the awesomeness of our Creator. True worship, at least its childish beginnings, is saying, “Wow,” and really meaning it.