God in a box

It's a short thought, but after spending this Saturday at a "pasa dia" and seeing two entire church congregations come together, share a day in fellowship in Christ's presence, and worship Him in a service and Eurcharist in the afternoon under beautiful shade trees, I had to share my internal realization of the box in which I had cornered God. Whereas back home I would have considered worshiping with an accordion to be on the verge of sacrilegious, there really is no reason why God wouldn't accept that form of praise.

I finally internally realized the vast numbers of cultures appearances of
people with respect to how they are all parts of God's image. How amazing
is that?