Egg shell worship

I feel like we are experiencing what I call egg shell worship lately. Just like when a baby chick is ready to bust through the shell, he probably gives it a peck or two and nothing seems to be happening, but invisibly he is weakening the powers that be. Eventually he probably realizes the gravity of the situation and determines within himself to get out. Something is trying to contain our worship right now, but the wise worshipers are not looking at the wall that is keeping them from the fresh air outside, but rather they are pushing harder, using all their strength, desperately forcing their way to freedom. Whatever this wall is, it has a crack in it, and if we don’t stop, there is a birth in worship about to take place. Push.