Meant For Worship – Part 1

Worship. We hear the term used often. Sometimes the church building is called a house of worship. Sometimes the Sunday morning church gathering is called a worship service. But I don’t want to talk so much about buildings and/or services. What I want to talk about instead is personal worship. A good way of determining who or what a person worships would be by asking the following questions: “How much time is he or she devoting to it?,” “Does his or her lifestyle revolve around it?,” “Is it central to him or her?,” and, “Could he or she live without it?” A street was named “Elvis Place” (after Elvis Presley) being the ultimate victory of one woman’s tireless efforts to bring it to pass. The young (at the time) and excited Miss Frazer’s response would be to go and see, of all things, an Elvis movie. The question was, “Which one?” You see, she’d seen them all. And some more than once. For example, Miss Frazer had seen the movies, Love Me Tender, 107 times, Loving You, 110 times, King Creole, 91 times, and Jailhouse Rock, 91 times. When you add to this that Miss Frazer moved from New Orleans to Memphis to be near Elvis (his mansion is at Graceland), has twelve scrapbooks full of Elvis memorabilia – along with 40,000 pictures of him and a life-size cardboard replica of Elvis propped up overlooking her bed! – I guess you might have just a slight inkling as regards who this young lady has as a focus? You and I were meant for worship. But the worship we were meant for wasn’t the worship of Elvis or any other person (or anything else). I’ll talk more about who we were meant to worship in Part 2 of this blog post series. To come soon.