Praise is my response to each new day,
Praise is the prayer of every child of God,
Praise is the heartbeat of forgiveness’ blessing,
Praise is the voice of worthwhile work.
I love that God stands above my disasters,
He does what he needs to do each day,
Creating, sustaining, organising daily displays of beauty,
All of this work is going according to his plans.
Disasters come and go with alarming regularity,
Lives are destroyed in an instant every day,
The signs of the divine hand are obvious,
If only we can learn to ask the right questions,
All the gifts that I am given are miracles of grace.
The folly of worthless investments are obvious,
They don’t make me happy or satisfy at all,
They simply take from the love of my God-life,
God’s unlimited blessing is replaced with silence,
They are not worthy of any false hope promised,
Foolishness thinks that they can sustain life.
I long for my family to praise God with me,
That my home will be a place of mercy,
Where compassion invites forgiveness to arrive,
I will praise God when life is full of opportunities,
And, when I am not sure of the next step,
When I have learned again what it is to begin with praise,
Joining in the celebration that I am invited to join.