A doxology is a short expression of praise to God often included at the end of worship. This is an excerpt from today’s devotional, Streams in the Desert.
“I once saw a man draw some black dots on a piece of paper. Several of us looked at it yet saw nothing but an irregular arrangement of dots. Then he also drew a few lines, put in a few rests, and added a treble clef at the beginning. Suddenly we realized that the dots were musical notes, and as we began to sound them out, we were singing,
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
Each of us has many black dots or spots in our life, and we cannot understand why they are there or why God permitted them. But when we allow Him into our life to adjust the dots in the proper way, to draw the lines He desires, and to put rests at the proper places to separate us from certain things, then from the black dots and spots He will compose a glorious harmony.”
Lord, thank You that You are a strong and mighty warrior, that there is a non-passive, passionate, and he-man heroic side to You that involves war and victory. Thank You that we get the benefit of victory and salvation in You. Thank You that the gentle and meek and humble side of Your character can also quiet us with Your love. The fact that You delight in us – the minutiae of our lives – and rejoice in the details of our lives is incredible.
Let us hear and experience Your song as You sing over us.
What a picture of tenderness and yet courage, vulnerability and power, quiet and loud, meek and might. We love You Lord. Amen.
“The Lord inhabits the praises of His people” (Ps. 22:3)
Let that verse get down in your bones today.
The very presence of God physically dwelling, richly inhabiting, taking up residence IN OUR PRAISE.
I picture songs weaving the fabric, words hammering things into place for His seat, hushed murmurs sanding down the wood of His throne, loud cries painting the colors that richly adorn, quiet tears becoming the jewels that bedeck His dwelling place. It is so beautiful.
Why would He do that? Come and inhabit our praises? Come here to this place – broken earth and broken people? Emmanuel, God WITH us?
Happy Father’s Day to my daddy who has always been my hero: He was the cool college kid my mama fell in love with, the Air Force jet fighter pilot who earned the call sign “Grit” for “integrity,” the gifted multiple-graduate-degree-holder, the attorney and young partner named a “Best Lawyer in America” year after year, the Christian example who talked Apologetics at the dinner table and raised us on C.S Lewis and Tolkien.
He’s the daddy who prayed, worked hard, always made it home for dinner, jumped on the trampoline, swam in the lake, rode the zip line, and took interest in what interested us kids – be it ballet or baseball. He’s my daddy and I am so very thankful for him this and every day.
Here’s the link to my current fave. It’s called “Good, Good Father” and my friend Pat wrote it.
What a blessing to have an earthly father who points me towards my Father in heaven.
Today marks 7 wonderful years of marriage together!
Grant, It has been so much fun being married to you! You inspire me to be better, dream bigger, and go farther. I love what we have, the interests we share, the memories we’ve made, and the unwritten future before us. You are my best friend and favorite person and I can’t wait to see what God has for us next!
Our story is my favorite love story.
Back in 2006, we met in October, started dating in November, graduated in December, confessed our love on New Year’s Eve. Grant got his first job in Atlanta in April, I moved to Jackson Hole in May. I moved to Tuscaloosa and started grad school in August. We got engaged two days after Christmas and were married five months later, on May 31, 2008. We fell in love with the city of Atlanta for three years, then moved abroad for a year in London – and spent a summer in Shanghai. And now, we’ve been back in Atlanta for two years!
It has been an amazing adventure and I couldn’t ask for more. Happy Anniversary, love!