The following are some streaming, nearly-real-time (from earlier today) thoughts on unworthiness and worthiness.
The lyrics of John Newton and Amy Grant (“… saved a wretch like me” and “Thy Word is a … light unto my path”) were worthy of reiteration by Christians this morning.
The lyrics of J.M. Henson¹ (“I’ll live in glory by and by”) — not so much. (They could have left that one out without any real loss.)
My human leadership abilities are probably worthy of capitalizing on, but my heart, at present — not so much.
I was unworthy to sit or stand with other believers and worship God this morning. The amount of time I’ve spent in private worship or contemplation of God and my lack of devotion simply don’t lead me naturally into group worship, nor do I have much desire. I’m just not “there.”
The acoustical properties of the building in which I found myself were unworthy of corporate singing.
The opening thoughts of a good brother this morning were worthy of everyone’s time. He took time to speak of Jesus’ welcome of children, and re-articulated very well the perpetual welcome to all of us as God’s children.
I found myself unworthy of even beginning to focus my mind and heart on Jesus’ sacrifice; I opted to retreat from communion to confession instead, hoping it will somehow be worthy of His notice.
I am supposedly involved in two real-time online Bible studies at present — weekly and/or daily activities in Ephesians and 1 John. I have spent a grand total of about an hour in the last two weeks on the two combined. I am unworthy, therefore, of participating in the video-chat discussions, etc. And I’ll go deeper: I have fancied myself a Bible student — an increasingly avid proponent of serious, exegetical Bible study. I am, to say the least, unworthy of a label like that right now.
Fernando Ortega’s music seems worthy of my attention regularly. I’m way behind in lots of things and can’t even call myself a groupie, but I recently purchased his album The Shadow of Your Wings and have benefited already. The first song below is from that album; the others are older:
Grace and Peace YouTube recording link
¹ I should hesitate to say this, but nah … the words of Jim Henson’s Muppets are more worthy — within their milieu, that is — than the words of this J.M. Henson.