Celebration is how I begin this day,
I will find whatever I can to praise God,
My search is for what is praiseworthy,
Starting with my own gift of salvation.
I choose to praise God this morning,
Even though I feel like having a pity party,
When I compare what he can do,
Despite the selfish acts of people,
Amazement is my first thought this morning.
I take a good hard look at this world,
I realise again that it all belongs to God,
Nothing begins or moves without his permission.
This is my God that I want to follow,
My heart yearns to make him happy,
His hand is on my life protecting me now,
Watching my every move,
Making sure that I am looked after.
I pray this morning for a soft heart,
That always listens to God’s voice,
I don’t want to wander around aimlessly,
Seeking my own path to glory,
That is a fruitless desert,
A place reserved for forsaken lives,
It is its own living hell that leads to death,
This morning I am listening to God’s voice,
Bringing my broken heart to him to be healed,
Trusting in the kind word that he brings to my life.