Psalms Chapter 100
1 (A Psalm of praise.) Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. 2 Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
I fastened her in her car seat, singing. “Good morning. Let’s celebrate. We are going to have a good day today, good day today.” She’d clap her hands, celebrating with me.
At four, her spirit lived celebrations. She’d spin in celebration, dancing before the Lord.
Last night, she came in the room with a celebratory dance that she made up. “Watch mommy.” She twirled.
I celebrate her my blessing. My beautiful daughter.
My husband, kisses me goodnight while I bemoan my life. I feel like nothing is going right. My pain overrides celebration. My hurts rise up and face me, daring me to celebrate. But I celebrate that in the middle of my night, my husband pulls me to him with love and prays for me.
My house seems so messy. I can’t keep up with the house work. I wish I could do better. Now, I look around the pile of reading materials and the disorganization and celebrate that I have books that sing of His wonders.
I celebrate in the midst of my pity parties. God is good. God is good. He is greater than anything that I face. These trivial things that I allow to steal my joy aren’t worth losing sight of Him and all His wonders.
He is so Good. I celebrate Him. The rest of Psalms 100 reads:
3 Know ye that the LORD he [is] God: [it is] he [that] hath made us, and not we ourselves; [we are] his people, and the sheep of his pasture.4 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, [and] into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, [and] bless his name. 5 For the LORD [is] good; his mercy [is] everlasting; and his truth [endureth] to all generations.
Maybe I forget to celebrate the simple things. I should focus on simple things and celebrate them. Lift up my voice and sing His praise. Celebrate that I am breathing today. Celebrate that the sun is shining; the birds singing. The beauty in our world that God has made. My daughter’s laughter and beautiful smile. My husband’s loving eyes.
My puppies wagging tail in greeting. My cat’s purr. My pile of books waiting for me to find hope and life. My grandchildren’s laughter and smiles when they say, “Hey, Mimi.”
[tweetthis twitter_handles=”@MaryHill16″]I celebrate in the midst of my pity parties. I celebrate His love being so real in me.[/tweetthis]
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