Usually, when I sit down after we’ve sung a few praise songs in church, my thought process is similar to this: Seriously? Did I really zone out for all of those songs? I just sang four hymns, and they didn’t count for anything? Why can’t I pay attention? I think about everything except what I’m supposed to be thinking about.
Kids just love fireworks. They love the noise and the color and the sparkle. It draws them in. They can stare at fireworks in amazement. If only we could be in such awe of our Savior.
Focusing on a hymn’s words doesn’t make God love you more. We worship to obey Him because He commands us to do so.