I always heard Pastor’s say that you can praise your way out of pain, or praise your way out of a hard time. It made sense to me, but I guess I never fully understood. 2 weeks ago was a semi hard week for me. There was nothing tragic happening thank God, but I just felt so heavy! I literally looked in the mirror for a whole week and didn’t recognize myself. I didn’t genuinely smile the entire week. I was tired…mentally, physically, and spiritually. I couldn’t understand what was going on. It was so bad, I was praying that God just get me through to Friday so I could just lay in my bed, not knowing that he had something else in store for me.
He answered my prayer. Friday I came home, took a shower, and got straight in the bed. I was hoping that I would get some relief at Saturday morning prayer. Left prayer and I felt better, but still not like myself. I ran a few errands and finally came back home. Y’all I sat in the middle of my living room floor and started weeping. I understand now that I was in intercession. That the burden I was carrying all week was not mine. If I has just asked God what was it about maybe he could have revealed it to me sooner. I wept and wept for about 10 min. Finally something broke. I began to thank God for everything he had done for me over the last few years. I realized that I had been so busy and so caught up trying to meet the next goal or the next pray request, that I had failed to realize how far God has really brought me. That he truly answered my prayers and gave me more than I could have thought to ask for. I would say thank you Jesus all along, but the “Thank you, Jesus” hadn’t really registered with me.
I thanked him for getting me into college, for getting me through the hardest OT program ever, I thanked him for a Master’s degree, I thanked him for keeping me out of harms way all those times I was in dangerous situations. I thanked him for covering and preserving me for such a time as this. I thanked him for helping me pay for and pass my board exam. I thanked him for my loving husband, and for blessing us with a wedding. I thanked him that our apartment was fully furnished, and we didn’t pay one red cent. I thanked him for the job that I had been praying for. I thanked him for giving me an opportunity to work with children with special needs. I mean I went down the list, and I cried and thanked him for everything I could think of. Big and small. Because the reality is that it wasn’t by coincidence. It wasn’t in my own strength and will. It was ALL God. When I finally got done, the burden lifted.
I said all this to encourage someone to give God his glory. Praise God and thank him for all he has done and for all he plans to do. Remembrance breeds hope! My Pastor preached this Sunday sermon entitled “Believe Again!” That’s what praise and thanksgiving does for us. It gives of confidence that if God did it before, he can do it again! God is charging us to take a new grip this morning! In the book of Hebrews it declares,” No discipline is enjoyable while it is happening—it’s painful! But afterward there will be a peaceful harvest of right living for those who are trained in this way. So take a new grip with your tired hands and strengthen your weak knees. Mark out a straight path for your feet so that those who are weak and lame will not fall but become strong.” Praise helps us to pause, refresh, and reset. It gives us time to hold on with a new grip when we feel our hands our slipping. It gives us new vision that marks out a path of faith for our feet. Don’t go through another day without declaring praise to your heavenly Father. I mean really go in. Shut yourself in your room, or in your car and tell God thank you! Our praise glorifies God and gives us a new perspective and hope, which in turn changes our situations. God is waiting to hear from us this morning!
❤ Annette D.