Our God on worship:
This is the kind of person I appreciate:
The one who is humble and repentant, and worships by receiving my words with obedience.
What today passes as worship is only sin, and brings me no pleasure. He who “leads prayer” on a Sunday morning might as well call on the name of Satan, asking HIM to guide, guard, and direct. And the one who “waits on the Lord’s Table” should instead defecate on it. When they put my money in the collection plate, it is to me as if they were begrudgingly donating dismembered human body parts. And the guy who’s preaching might as well use his fancy powerpoint computer program to show pornography in the assembly of the “saints.” While they’re at it, they should sell popcorn in the foyer, and use the money to build a golden calf. [There’s no money in giving away free coffee.]
They have chosen to make worship about themselves. What was intended to bring me joy has become nothing more than a self-serving list of dos and do-nots, which have the appearance of holiness — for two or three hours a week. These people love their assemblies with a selfish love, and they glory in what they are able to produce. So I will respond appropriately, which will not be pleasant. They’ll receive that which they fear most. For when I invited them to me, no one came. When I gave instructions, no one listened. Instead they did evil and attempted to hide it with these assemblies they call church. I am more than displeased.
— Isaiah 66:2b-4