We are like children arguing what daddy does when he goes away to work.
This analogy came to me when at dinner last night a group of students, myself included, sat around the table debating the place of God in evolution. Each arguing his opinion, some based on truth, some based on what science class or church teaches us. Like children.
In the same way our worship is child-like. Like a child who has no concept whatsoever of the sacrifices that mommy and daddy make for him. Once in a great while when he recieves an especially delightful trinket, he will turn around and thank daddy. In our own selfish ways we sing praises to God. Praises which are appreciated, like a parent appreciates the way his child rarely thanks him, out of his own selfish motives for a cookie. I just get this overwhelming sense that even the most pure motives of worship, the most selfless actions we do, are as a child might offer his toy to his brother becuase he knows that mommy has told him to share.
How deplorable this state we are in. The most intellectual, the most knowledgable, the most "scientific", the most "spiritual" all fall short. As short as jumping would ever land one on the moon.
I can't wait to go to heaven and begin to learn the magnificence and complete awesomeness of our God who accepts us as the children we are.