Musings from doubt

I was asked to write something recently about worship for a video for church.  This is what I came up with: How do I worship God? The other day I was sitting outside reading and small bee landed on my page. It was so tiny that I could scarcely see its wings. Yet I knew that each of those wings were intricately perfect. Things like this cause me to worship because I see how amazing God is. O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! I worship God when I acknowledge that God is greater than I am and that I need to submit to Him. I am not a morning person. When I wake up in the morning, I am not remotely with it. But as I put my feet on the floor, if I remember, I say ‘'Into Your hands I commit my spirit, for You have redeemed me, O Lord God of truth’. I say this because as I start the new day, I need God. I cannot do any of my life by myself. I am recognising that He is God and I am not, and I must follow Him, not the other way round. Worship is an attitude of mind,

One of my friends said recently that she likes to pray through a psalm, using it to give her the words to say. I was trying this recently, and I found that it was easier to write it down, and in doing so, I could share it here: Father, let all the earth praise You. Let high mountains rise up to praise You; let the desert shimmer with the heat of praise. Let the crash of waters praise you; waves on the seashore and white waterfalls. Let the plants and trees praise You; let the tress wave their leaves. Let the tiny daises turn their faces towards you; let the weeds, nettles, bindweed, brambles fight to grow to your praise. Let the wind and rain praise You - the power of the gusts singing out your glory and the free gift of water dropping from the sky speaking Your grace. Let the birds sing your praises, from the wide-winged red kite to tiny fluffy blue tits. Let the animals praise You; badger, deer, squirrel, let them proclaim that You have made them. Let the insects praise You; butterfl