Worship

I know that I could lose some readers after this post, but so it goes.

This is a picture of Lane Kiffin walking through a sea of orange on Saturday before Tennessee's game against W.Kentucky.
Almost every form of biblical worship is expressed in this photo.
People are shouting.
I'm sure some folks were speechless.
People are raising their hands.
People are offering praise.

Incredible worship, terrible god.

The exact opposite could be said on most Sundays.

terrible worship, Incredible God.

Some people in that crowd stand with their hands raised, voices loud and hearts engaged. Yet the next day if they chose to go to church they would say, "Oh, I'm just not a passionate person." Really?

We ARE worshippers. Everyone worships.
Everyone.
We all worship something. Some people worship celebrities, some people worship a position, others worship money, or status, or even our children. The list could go on, but we are wired to worship.

As I look at the picture above I think about Philip Fulmer. Where was he during this picture? Just last year he was the center of this "attention" and how quickly earthly fame fades. How quickly will these same people turn on Lane? His first loss, his first major mistake in play calling? When we haven't "won it all" after so many years?
The reason we will eventually turn on Lane is simple. Lane Kiffin will NOT satisfy. As much as we would like for him too, he won't. He can't.
Lane Kiffin is a miserable Savior.
Lane Kiffin is not meant to be a savior.

How much time will I spend this week talking about a game, instead of talking about life. (John 10:10)
How much time will I spend dwelling on things that will fade away, instead of things that will endure. (Psalm 100:5)

Please hear me say, I am not hating on Lane, Tennessee football or anything else that steals our attention.
What I HATE, is how quickly my heart turns from the One who loved me first, (1 John) how quick I am to worship and serve created things instead of the Creator (Romans 1). What I hate is the sin in my heart and yours that allows us to enjoy temporary happiness instead of Eternal Joy.

We ARE worshippers.
This week I don't want to worship a sport. I don't want to worship Katie, Annie, Davis or anything else good that comes from God.
I want to worship Jesus Christ, my only hope.

I hope you know He is yours.