Bleeding Love

Listening to the hit song by Leona Lewis "Bleeding Love," it makes me wonder what I'll bleed of when I'm cut open.

Love, like what it says in the song? I doubt.

What I want it to bleed though, is another thing. I want to bleed worship.

Love for God and of others I may not be able to do always. Unlike God's love for me that is unwavering, mine is shifty.

So I choose worship. And I wish to tap into Mark Batterson's definition of it and make it more personal.

Worship, for me, is simply bragging to God about God and bragging to others about God. Love I may not always do, but brag, I think I can manage.