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Why Worship?

Right now, all around you, people of all shapes and sizes, people of every age and purpose are worshiping—continually making decisions on where they’ll direct their attention and affection based on what they value most. 

Some forms of worship are found outside the walls of the church and have no reference to the God of all creation. All you have to do is drop in on a concert at the local arena or go to a sporting event at a nearby stadium to see amazing worship. People are going for it, lifting their hands, shouting like crazy, standing in awe, declaring their allegiance. Interestingly, these venues are filled with the same forms of worship mentioned in the pages of God’s Word—the same expressions of worship that God desires and deserves.

The compelling question for me is, “Why?” Why do we crave something to worship? Why are we so insatiably drawn from idol to idol, desperately in need of something to champion, something to exalt, something to adore?

How do we know for sure that some things are more important than others, more worthy of worship? How do we even know that value, beauty, and worth exist?

I think it’s because we were designed that way. We were made for God.

The Bible says it this way: All things were made by Him; and all things were made for Him.

You’ve been created by God. And if that wasn’t enough, you’ve also been created for Him. As a result, there’s an internal homing device riveted deep within your soul that perpetually longs for your Maker. An internal, Godward magnet, pulling your being toward Him.

Stamped in God’s image, we know that there’s something we attach to, something we fit with, someone we belong to, somewhere called home. That’s why we come from the womb equipped for connectivity with God, prewired to praise. And that’s why, from the youngest age, we begin to worship.

We arrive in this world as objects of divine affection, miraculous receptors designed to bring Him pleasure. If only everyone could know we’ve been created by and for God! If only we could all comprehend that we’re precious to Him, housing mirrored souls designed to reflect His glory.

Describe a time in your life when you noticed God’s “magnet” drawing you to Him.