As the world spins crazily around us, as grown men with beards pretend they are women and demand (in many places now with the force of law) that we honor them as such, as the institutions we trusted in our youth are shown to be utterly corrupt and untrustworthy, it is easy to sinfully worry and be filled with care.

And when that temptation arises (as it does for me daily), words such as these calm my soul. Written in a time of persecution, the suffering church is given a glimpse into heaven, and we come to realize that no matter what the uproar here, worship, in its fullest depth, continues unhindered there.

Then I looked, and I heard the voice of many angels around the throne and the living creatures and the elders; and the number of them was myriads of myriads, and thousands of thousands, saying with a loud voice, 

“Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power and riches and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and blessing.” 

And every created thing which is in heaven and on the earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all things in them, I heard saying, 

“To Him who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb, be the blessing and the honor and the glory and the might forever and ever.” 

And the four living creatures kept saying, “Amen.” And the elders fell down and worshiped. (Revelation 5:11-14)

-James White