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Growing up as a part of the Christian
subculture, it's frequently apparent to me that we have our own
dialect, with words that we've adopted into our common language
admittedly for good reason – to succinctly attempt to communicate
deep concepts. Unfortunately one of the byproducts is that we continue
to use these words and no longer remember the meaning. Words like
“worship” and “praise” get tossed about with
little, if any, thought to their weighty significance. I'm often as
guilty as anyone else. So, if I wish to give the truest
“praise” I'm able to my Creator, my God, my Lord, the Lover
of my soul... what could that be?...
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