I haven't given up.
The basic theme of these past few days in Revelation has pointed back to one thing: Worship is the automatic response of being in the presence of God. Seeing Him evokes praise--pure and powerful.
Truth is this life is full of distractions--from morning til night. But one day, that day, we will see Him without distraction--in the fullness of His glory; and multicultural, indescribable, uncontainable joyous worship will ensue. What do you think about that?
In the meantime, though, He graciously gives us glimpses if we choose to look--if we choose to seek His face. I desire His gaze to stop upon me, seeing that I long to be a true worshipper of His--through the distractions and all.