There's a scene in Pirates of the Caribbean in which the ghost captain invites his living prisoner to dine with him in his cabin. Although famished, Elizabeth, raised in a proper British family, insists on following all her charm and etiquette rules until Barbossa calls her on it: "There's no need to stand on ceremony, nor call to impress." She stares blankly at him in the midst of her eleventh chew, fork poised for another bite. It seems she doesn't understand until he says, "You must be hungry." Then she ditches the flatware and grabs up a steaming drumstick and takes a big carnivore bite. She chases it with a sloppy pull from a goblet of red wine while the living-dead pirate explains his insatiable hunger and reveals his true nature. As it turns out, the entire crew of his ship are cursed zombies and Elizabeth is the only person aboard who could even begin to enjoy the spread on Barbossa's table.
Sometimes that's the way Christians are. We're so caught up with rules, regulations, and religion that we're unaware of the awesome feast before us. The rules have already been perfectly followed (by Jesus, our once-dead-now-alive King)! There's no need to stand on ceremony, nor call to impress! God has set a table before us—in the presence of ghastly enemies—and just wants us to eat. Be satisfied! Heck, eat until you're overflowing! All the goodies in the Word are for you, dear Church! Dive in! Dig in! Enjoy! Truly, "love God and do whatever!"