Godric: How Reginald asked and Godric answered and the Blessed Virgin's song.

"Know Godric's no true hermit but a gadabout within his mind, a lecher in his dreams. Self-seeking he is and peacock proud. A hypocrite. A ravener of alms and dainty too. A slothful, greedy bear. Not worthy to be called a servant of the Lord when he treats such servants as he has himslef like dung, like Reginald."
But who of us is worthy to be called a servant of the Lord? We all need validation at some point in our lives. It could be from a girl we fancy or a boss we respect. We seek validation from a God that rarely speaks to us, if he speaks to us at all anymore. It seems absurd to me, in certain moments, that in the back of our minds we know this to be true: ...not worthy to be called a servant.... And yet we continue to seek his pleasure. We doll ourselves up on Sunday morning to attend a ritual gathering together of the bretheren. We pause in our hunger to toss a prayer of thanks, making sure God knows we know who is to be thanked.
Now, I am not saying we shouldn't do those things, only, maybe those are the insignificant things. The things God himself might laugh at the way people in power laugh when the subordinates suck-up to them. "Hey Jesus, did you forget to tell them I just want them to do two things, 'Love their neighbor and love me. Sometimes, these guys really crack me up. See, look there. That guy walked past a bum on the corner and thought, 'Get a job,' then with everyone watching at lunch, stopped to pray.'"
Unworthy we all are, but few of us understand what that means.