Been a little down so instead of staying there I think it’s time to jump out of the pit with a little Praise:
Father I praise you for the beautiful sunshine that creates this reviving natural light that pours through my glass doors.
Father I praise you for your amazing Son who came to earth and felt what we feel and then went through hell on earth to pave the way for my relationship with you.
Father I praise you for my husband’s strong arms that feel so amazing when they are wrapped around me and for the comfort they bring.
Father I praise you for the whispers I hear when I begin to worry or become anxious, your voice in my ears telling me that everything is going to be alright and you have it all under control.
Father I praise you that even though sometimes I expect living in your will to be perfect and easy your word reminds me that it is not easy but you are with me providing all the tools we need to complete the work.
Father I praise you for being our provider and for the knowledge that we do not have to carry that full weight upon our shoulders.
Father I praise you for the love of our families and for how powerful and healing that love is.
Father I praise you for the wind and when it blows across my skin I always think of you and your faithfulness and love and presence.
Father I praise you for strength and that when we are weak your strength has the chance to be felt and seen and put to work.
Father I praise you for a hard work husband who is willing to do whatever it takes to take care of us even if he doesn’t it’s hard.
Father I praise you for this life that you have given that I readily give back to you and desire to use to serve and glorify you.
Father I praise you for who you are.
Psalm 42:9-11 (Msg)
“Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God,
“Why did you let me down?
Why am I walking around in tears,
Harassed by enemies?”
They’re out for the kill, these
Tormentors with their obscenities,
Taunting day after day,
“Where is this God of yours?”
Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul?
Why are you crying the blues?
Fix my eyes on God –
Soon I’ll be praising again
He puts a smile on my face.
He is my God.”
Why am I down in the dumps? I should fix my eyes on God and soon I’ll be praising again, HE puts a smile on my face. HE IS MY GOD!