Praise

I have a child, my little, sweet Hosanna, who always sings worship songs.  I shouldn't be surprised by this little ones love for worship. For you see, her name means "PRAISE".

 This dear child of mine will sing songs with all  her might.  I have to be honest that there are times that I have to ask her to sing a little softer.  Worse yet are the times I have to plead with her to take a little break all together  so I can think. 

Why can't I just  breath in the aroma of the Lord's creation and praise him for his goodness just like my daughter?  The Lord knew from the day he knit her in my womb that I would need a daily reminder that... he is worthy of praise...deserving of praise.

    I often get distracted by my life, my desires, or my shortcomings. I fail to see all he has done for me.  I struggle to have  gratitude in my heart.  I fight with  my inner being to have a thankful spirit. 

 It is my goal to sing more often, worship the Father more often, and give thanks more often.  I need to take lessons from my dear Hosanna.  I have so much to be thankful for-so many reasons to sing his praise.

I will extol the Lord at all times; his praise will always be on my lips.   Psalms 34:1

Sing to him, sing praise to him: tell of all his wonderful acts.  Glory in his holy name: let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice.   Psalms 105:3-4