#wors

Sabbath, in the first instance, is not about worship. It is about work stoppage. It is about withdrawal from the anxiety system of Pharaoh, the refusal to let one’s life be defined by production and consumption and the endless pursuit of private well-being. ↗

— Walter Brueggemann

#consumerism #peace #productivity #rest #sabbath

This was our rhythm, our worship: give and take, gift and receive, honor and entrust. Making love to this man wasn’t just an expression of my feelings for him or a carnal, physical need—it was an offering. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#love #sacrifice #sex #worship #love

What is important is not the specific manner in which God is worshiped but the degree to which the devotee is filled with love. (48-49) ↗

— Prem Prakash

#devotion #god #love #worship #love

Be formless. As long as your "I" is asserted, it will be an idol of worship ↗

— AainaA-Ridtz

#consciousness #life #love #spirituality #worship

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #words #worship #love

Oh thrice fools are we who like new-born princes weeping in the cradle know not that there is a kingdom before them then let our Lord's sweet hand square us and hammer us and strike off the knots of pride self-love and world-worship and infidelity that He may make us stones and pillars in His Father's house. ↗

— Samuel Rutherford

#sin #worship #love

Is good to always say "Yes" I can to all things.And the enemy, the devil would flee from you.All these secret of life can be found in the book(Pleas,Praises and Promises by Evelyn M.Johnson ↗

— Jerry Yaw Sarkwah

#positve #praises #worship #love

The moonlight filtered through the trees like water from a strainer. Agatha’s hair was the color and consistency of wet noodles. I said she might look sexy as a redhead, and she asserted she’d be staying a creamy alfredo. I touched her tight skin they way a drummer might strum a guitar. She called me Mozart, and I didn’t know how to reply so I simply belched. Before I had finished, her open mouth was on mine, and she was huffing my essence like David Hasselhoff hoofing it to the liquor store. I remember what color panties she wore. They were transparent with the texture of flesh. I rubbed her back while she purred. Her skin was as soft as a fur coat. We made love for what seemed like days, but was in fact 3:58.95—a personal best for me. I felt like Roger Bannister, and she felt like a cheetah. Literally. I told her she’d look good on my rug, as a rug, and she playfully pinched the folds on my stomach. She explored my naval cavity with her pinky, and what started out as foreplay turned into a scavenger hunt. While she might have expected to find lint, nobody could have ever suspected she’d find the lost Templar treasure. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#love

You are the reality. The sense of of worship, love, devotion and loyalty. You are the purpose of life and existence. That is why I am still alive. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#devotion #existence #love #loyalty #purpose

Choosing one thing over another doesn't necessarily mean we love the thing we choose. If given the choice to eat spinach or broccoli, you may choose broccoli. It may only mean you don't want to eat spinach. Heaven is not for people who just want to skip Hell. Heaven is reserved for those who love Jesus, who have been rescued by Him and who long to praise Him. If someone doesn't have much use for praising Him now, it's foolish to think they're ready for Heaven. ↗

— Matt Chandler

#heaven #hell #jesus #praise #worship