Why does watching song and dance bring such pleasure and enjoyment that we might even pay to see others do it well?
Why don’t we consider other things — performed just as well — worth watching? Would we pay to see a carpenter build a bookcase? To watch the baker mix batter for a cake? To see the cleaners iron our shirts? We even have jokes to acknowledge the fact that no one wants to see sausage or laws.
Instead, we simply want the result of some skills: the bookcase, the cake, and pressed shirt (a good kielbasa or a decent law).
Neither do we see God, truly (sinners die in the presence of a holy God), yet we worship him, anyway. For now, we don’t see him in action, but we see the results of his actions.