My heart is confident, God; I will sing; I will sing praises with the whole of my being. Psalm 108:1
My words…
Praise
It’s raining. Again. The thunder is rumbling, the lightning flashing. Streams are rising and rushing. Water is everywhere…flowing somewhere, taking the filth of the city along with it. It all reminds me of Your love, care and mercy for me. It flows and gushes and floods. It’s everywhere. It’s powerful. It’s cleansing. You give of Yourself in whole measure, never in part.
Prayer for me
I can’t remember the last time I praised You with the whole of my being. Perhaps I never have. One day last summer, I worked in my garden with the whole of my body and mind and heart until I was completely spent. I have never worked for You like that. I’m not sure You expect me to, but I know You would love me to.
Forgive me
Forgive me for the innumerable times I have served you half-willingly, worshiped You half-heartedly, prayed to You half-mindedly. How grateful I am that I am wholly forgiven.
Prayer for others
I pray today for those who are not whole – they’ve been gutted. They are drug-dependent, abandoned, neglected, abused, rejected, forgotten. They no longer remember what it feels like to be wholly happy, loved, accepted. I pray You will fill the hole, Lord – fill it with Your words, with Your love, with Your Spirit.
More praise
When You decide to do something, You do it all the way. You could have created just three kinds of flowers or four different animals. The universe could be made up of one galaxy, or one planet, even. But You kept working until everything was good. You could have created a salvation plan which did not include the death of Your Son. You could have kept Your love in check instead of letting it loose at the crucifixion. But You do everything with Your whole being. You keep loving, and everything is good.
