In commanding us to glorify Him, God is inviting us to enjoy Him.
Of course language is not an infallible guide, but it contains, with all its defects, a good deal of stored insight and experience.
Every sin is the distortion of an energy breathed into us.
And there we all were, as invisible as you could wish to see.
That part of Rostrevor which overlooks Carlingford Lough is my idea of Narnia.
If God had granted all the silly prayers I've made in my life, where should I be now?