Chapter-a-Day Psalm 134
Lift your praising hands to the Holy Place, and bless God. Psalm 134:2 (MSG)
The other morning I walked into my home office. Other than a few pieces of artwork on the walls, my home office is a fairly stark room. Three desks, three computers, and books. This particular morning I walked in and found a gorgeous arrangement of beautiful daisies on my desk. Below it was a sticky-note on which was written "Praying for you!"
The flowers and note were not from my wife, but from my youngest daughter, Madison. What a blessing to her old man. The daisies are still there, beginning to wilt but I'm loathe to throw them away. The blessing from my daughter continues to bless, even as the leaves wither and flowers fade.
It's easy, in our gimme, gimme, gimme world to constantly ask for our Heavenly Father's blessing. "God bless me with..." is a pretty consistent cry from my lips. I'm reminded this morning that we have opportunity to actually bless our Heavenly Father.
How am I going to be a blessing to God today?
1-3 Come, bless God, all you servants of God!
What a great call to worship. This is the purpose for church. So many of us are consumers at church, trying to find something that fills ME. We need to remember that we go there to bless and honor and worship our God.
Posted by: kr | July 31, 2009 at 08:12 AM
What a darling daughter, that Madison!
What a beautiful picture of blessing our Father!
Posted by: Rainey | July 31, 2009 at 12:51 PM