tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20488259869641448562011-08-28T18:13:49.284+08:00meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00735404427042231655noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048825986964144856.post-12462334820156708722010-12-01T12:10:00.003+08:002010-12-01T12:19:42.969+08:00I learned something yesterday. It is only the heart of worship that makes a difference. A difference to God. This is something I need to learn so much. It makes me recall about a sharing I heard long ago. Aunty Elizabeth once shared about these two pianist. Pianist A played music that was good and God take delight in the music. There is also a pianist B that played even nicer melody and yet Aunty Margaret saw a vision where the music notes came crashing down. "Why someone who played such nice melody will cause me to have a vision so opposite?" Then God revealed that the heart of worship was not there. Even when people may appreciate all the splendor of the music around, God loos beyond the music and into the deepest of the hearts. Father, put in me the heart of worship for You, for Your cause.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2048825986964144856-1246233482015670872?l=theblueeysky.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00735404427042231655noreply@blogger.com0