What if . . .
worship was an expression of the whole of our lives of faith rather than a disconnected event where people try to correctly perform a checklist of activities to keep God happy?
we really stopped worrying about who is first and how to get others to see/do everything our way, and instead pursued servanthood and enjoyed the diversity of the Spirit within one another?
no one had ever taught us to concentrate on inconsequential matters and make those the bedrock of faith, and we simply enjoyed whatsoever is good, pure, lovely, noble . . . wherever it may be?
we followed Christ as if he is teaching and showing us how to live rather than how to be saved?
we understood the word church as refering to people who've received a different way of living rather than a place where we go and an organization in which we have membership?
we knew what Jesus meant when he said his Kingdom wasn't of this world, and we stopped trying to contradict him?
we lived by an ethic of love of God through faith instead pleasure through selfishness?
. . . how different would we be?