Today, I will claim Psalm 150 and be that, all of it, all day, in whatever i am doing.
It will be like a 24-church service, and personal worship service that moves around, not in the aisles, but in the neighborhood, in the county, in God's creation.
Wherever I am going today -- and I have may errands and several special events to attend, and some soggy yard work, and tasks to complete --- I will Praise God in his holy temple, no longer Jerusalem, but wherever the heart is, (and yes, still Jerusalem).
I will praise God for his mighty acts and excellent greatness, which includes all of Creation, all of the immutable laws of nature that allow growth and planning and obedience and consistency and recovery and resolve.
It includes salvation, the story that culminates on the cross and consummates in the heart.
It includes words that cleanse, thoughts that restore, blood that heals, wisdom that prevails.
It includes community in families that gather, teams that compete, conversations that direct, gestures that heal.
I will praise with shofar and harp, ukulele and drum. I will praise with Spotify and CD, AM and FM. With timbrel and dancing, or more likely with smiling and tapping foot.
I will praise with cymbals and symbols, with light and might; I will praise with voice and choice, with lips and quips.
And somehow, Lord, it will be focused on you, what you have done, who you are, how great you are; somehow the view will be You, away from the one who is bragging in the first-person about what that person will do, to being all about you.
Halleluiah, Lord, only You can make excellent what is meager in your servant, in your child. Take the intentions, Lord, and make them reflect your Glory.
Today, be Psalm 150 -- Let everything that has breath, praise the Lord.
Halleluiah.
Love ya,
Paul