O clap your hands, all peoples; shout to God with the voice of joy…Sing praises to God, sing praises; Sing praises…sing praises…sing praises…God reigns…He is highly exalted. (Psalm 47:1,6,8,9 NASB)
I woke up feeling a little off. Too many thoughts ran through my mind. Too many things for my to-do list. Too much.
My mind ran on overdrive and my ears to hear my Jesus felt a bit clogged.
Lord, where are You today? I know You’re right here, but there’s too much for me today. There’s too much in the big things. There’s too much in the little things. There’s too much.
I want peace. His peace. And joy. His joy.
As I prayed, seeking Him in the middle of this rough ride, my cares pulling for my attention, I heard nothing.
I opened to the Psalms. O clap your hands…shout to God…sing praises. God reigns. He is exalted. Worship Him. (Psalm 47)
I read nothing about how He’ll solve all my worries –- though I know He will. I read nothing about how I should order my day –- that’s His job. (Psalm 37:23)
Simply worship Him. That’s what I read. That’s what I know. That’s my job.
Clap, shout, sing with the voice of joy! Exalt Him.
I could do that. Even in the midst of the overwhelm, no matter how great or small, I could praise the Lord. He’s always worthy of praise.
So that’s what I did. I praised the Lord. I sang, I clapped, I exalted Him.
My concerns shrank. My peace grew.
I worshiped Him, and I knew the answer. He has everything -– big, small, too much, too little -– covered.
He is exalted. And this day is His. My life is His. I will walk in Him, and He will direct my steps. Praise His name.
