What if?

Ok, so what if while we were worshiping God, he was in service crying with us? What is our worship to him, was a gift to him? This is what is changing my experience with worship. The way that I know worship, is not the way God see's it. It's not about me. It's about his love for me. Our love together.

WOW. That just happened. My perspective is never what I see it.
My destiny is so far beyone what I can see or comprehend. It makes me almost cry just thinking about it.

YAY GOD!