Ps 145:2: Every day I will praise you and extol your name for ever and ever.
It’s been an especially difficult week without Miss Molly Magee. I’ve emptied the house of her things and “empty” is probably the key word to my feelings. Something is missing. As hard as losing my silly cat has been, I can’t even imagine the depth of the losses suffered by others when beloved family members and friends are gone.
I must admit I’ve cried though. Cried for that silly cat. The one thing, however, that has kept me steady each day is my Lord. I have praised Him, especially when I’ve been set upon by grief.
The writer of Psalm 145, believed to be David, is emphatic. Every day “I will” praise God. Every day. On some days it’s every hour I will praise God, and on other days, it is every minute! I have discovered as David did, that I find God’s compassions when I praise Him. “The LORD is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and rich in love. The LORD is good to all; he has compassion on all he has made.” [145:8-9]
I’ve done a lot of praising my LORD this week and when I have, I have felt His compassion, love and strength flow into me. This week has been a reminder that God cares for us … in the small things as well as in the deepest of hurts. He will not leave us to handle these things alone; nor will He abandon us because our small troubles are not worthy of His glorious attention. To sense His presence with us through all things we need only praise Him.
Every day, LORD, I will praise You and extol Your Name for ever and ever. Amen.
