I miss doing these posts, but I find that if I don’t get them done first thing in the morning right after I’ve had my quiet time with the Lord that I don’t remember exactly what I wanted to say, etc. So I’m excited to be doing this one today 🙂
A few weeks ago our son, M, who will be 17 in a couple of months played the bass guitar with the worship band at church. It was a “youth Sunday”, and the youth worship band led our worship that morning. He did very well, and was asked by one of our worship team leaders if he would like to play bass at an all church worship night. We figured out all of the logistics for him to be able to do that, and through another series of events someone else ended up getting the bass guitar gig, and so M played his electric guitar. We were going to have to miss the night because it was our turn to host bunco at our house, but last weekend I felt an overwhelming prompting that we needed to be there to support our son. We rearranged our bunco night, and was blessed beyond measure to be able to participate in this night of worship at our church the night before last (Saturday night). Not only was our son blessed that we were there (SO THANKFUL that we made that call! sometimes it is hard with teenagers to know if they REALLY care if you are missing something or not…..he cared, even though he didn’t let on 🙂 ), but the whole night was a HUGE blessing to my soul. I mentioned in a recent post that we have found out recently about two sets of friends that are going through divorces, and finding out about others that are close to us that have terminal illnesses, and how broken hearted I was. I’ve been praying for over a week now for a healing balm for my soul….this night of worship was exactly what my heart needed. And this passage of scripture from my reading this morning, I think, is the reason why…..we are commanded to praise God. Praising God doesn’t mean just in music, but that is what I needed this weekend.
Psalm 150 (ESV) Praise the Lord! Praise God in the sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens! Praise him for his mighty deeds; praise him according to his excellent greatness! Praise him with trumpet sound; praise him with lute and harp! Praise him with tambourine and dance; praise him with strings and pipe! Praise him with sounding cymbals; praise him with loud clashing cymbals! Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
This Psalm is one that the kids and I memorized several years ago, and it is one that I cling to in times of trial, because it reminds me that no matter what our circumstances, we are to praise the Lord! And that is exactly what I was able to do this weekend, and it renewed and refreshed my soul so that I can keep on keeping on.