"I was looking for silver spoons, you handed me a sword." - Jon Foreman

Last night was amazing. I've never had a worship experience like that. My hearbeat was replaced by a drum, my fingers turned into violins, my arms guitars, my legs tambourines and cellos, and my mouth was filled with glorious words. My whole body was working in rhythmn to praise the Lord.

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"God's heart is the poor, orphaned, and widowed."

• Amos 5:21-24 - "I hate, I despise your religious feasts; I cannot stand your assemblies. Even though you bring me burnt offerings and grain offereings, I will not accept them. Though you bring choice fellowship offerings, I will have no regard for them. Away with the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps. But let Justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing stream."

Our worship means nothing unless we are doing something. God's heart is not us singing to Him. His heart yearns for us to take care of the poor, orphaned, and widowed. Our praise amounts to nothing unless we are doing that.

• James 2:14-19 - What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save him? Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, "Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead. But someone will say, "you have faith; I have deeds." Show me your faith without deeds, and I will show you my faith by what I do. You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that - and shudder.

I don't want this anymore - I want passion.

God, more of You, less of me. I give myself to You, move my feet, hands, and heart where You will. Lord, let me not die. Even on the most mundane Tuesday, I pray for passion. Lord, continue to break down these walls and to continue to feel.