“Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music; make music to the Lord with the harp, with the harp and the sound of singing.” Psalm 98:4-5.
Verses chosen from today’s Bible reading: 1 Kings 7, 2 Chronicles 4, Psalm 98, and Romans 2.
I really enjoy the praise music I hear at my church. The words are posted and familiar and the enthusiasm in the gathering is noticeable.
I raise my hands. I sing loudly (off key?). I close my eyes. I weep and I rejoice. It is uplifting.
But then it’s over and home I go. The week unfolds and I’m off to work.
Where did the level of praise from the Sunday music go? I have music in the house and in the car that I sing along with. That helps but am I still praising Him in the rest of my life.
I often lose track of God. When I’m heading to work, I pray but often during work my concentration is on the task at hand.
As I write this I wonder where the radiance I felt during worship singing goes. Recall that Moses had to wear a veil when he came back from visiting with God. No veil needed for me! And that’s sad because in a one-on-one conversation on what I believe, I would declare how important God is to me. But why doesn’t that fact evidence itself wherever I am located?
I think it is because I am not saturated with God. I have His Holy Spirit, but to what degree? There should not be parts of my day where I do not marvel at having Him in my life?
“You are a great God. You are worthy of all my praise. Empower me to be consistently praising You. To be consistently aware of You. I love You enough so that my praises should be steady and even loud. Fill my every part with You. I love You, Lord.”
I have a never-ending flow of reasons to praise God. Why do I stop doing it then?