How can you begin to put words to the feeling you experience when your spirit becomes one with the One to whom you're worshipping? Maybe the word indescribable comes to mind, perhaps just a feeling of rightness, or is it beyond the scope of human vocabulary? A feeling so out of the ordinary for mere humans that to try to classify it with a word demeans the glory? Why do we crave what we cannot understand? It's like the proverbial empty cup - the more we give to Him, the fuller the cup becomes. Unlike your dimestore magic tricks, this is not an optical illusion. It's the illusive solution - the equation to end all equations. Life with worship becomes a life in balance.