We have a name for those who try to praise when they have no pleasure in the object. We call them hypocrites.

All that looks like reality to us is dependent on God. There is creation and Creator, nothing more. And creation gets all its meaning and purpose from God.

God is not worn out running the galaxy. He’s not taxed at all guiding every dust particle all the time.

The apex of glorifying God is enjoying Him with the heart. But this is empty emotionalism where that joy is not awakened and sustained by true views of God for who He really is

Redemption is not perfection. The redeemed must realize their imperfections.

Death is like my car. It takes me where I want to go.

Grace is the pleasure of God to magnify the worth of God by giving sinners the right and power to delight in God without obscuring the glory of God.