Imagine your heart racing, your palms sweating, and you are out of breath. Okay, it is not a marathon or a crazy sex event, it is how you feel when you worship our God. The maker of everything.
I love to worship and sing praises for Him. I feel just like this when I give myself wholly to the omnipotent, magnificent, (whatever other BIG, flowery word I can come up with) Father of all the nations.

Whoo, HOO!