Thank you, God, for being the reason to sing | Faith | The Press and Standard
by The Press and Standard | November 27, 2016 5:00 am
Last Updated: November 22, 2016 at 11:43 am
Thank you, God. I know I don’t say that to you nearly enough. Thank you for your words. Thank you for those words that inspired people like Moses and Isaiah to write them down. Thank you that those ancient texts give me words today.
Words from the ancient text of John talk about your word: “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not anything made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
You spoke words that made light and land a reality. Thank you for that light. Thank you that the same stars that brightened the sky over people like Moses and Isaiah still twinkle at me. Thank you for the hope of eternity that I see in those stars.
Thank you also for the land. Thank you for forming that dirt into a human being. I am alive today because you dirtied your hands with the dust of the earth. Because of your touch, thankfully, my life is not dirt. Your touch made my heart beat warmth throughout my veins. Your touch has made my soul alive.
Thank you for breathing life into that first set of lungs. The same air that filled Adam’s lungs fills mine. I am thankful for that. Your breath has given me the ability to speak your words.
Thank you for the words that have found their way into music. Sometimes I can’t find words that will offer hope or comfort. Those are the times I’m thankful that you hear the song in my heart. I know that if I allow that song to loop endlessly in my mind and heart, the words will eventually flow. Thank you that no matter what the circumstance, there is still a song of praise to sing to you.
Sometimes those words of praise come easily. I am thankful that you don’t hide the blessings you give us. I praise you for hearing my prayers for small things like losing my keys. I praise you for people in my life that love you and encourage me. I praise you for your grace and mercy. I know I don’t deserve it.
Sometimes the words of praise are hard to sing, even if I know them by heart. But you already know that. You, the God of all comforts, know where comfort is needed. Our own words and lives and lights might grow dim sometimes, but I am thankful that yours haven’t yet and never will.
Your words fill the void. How can I say thank you for that? The only way I know is to say your own words back to you. You know I didn’t come up with that on my own. I learned it from Isaiah.
“So shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.” Isaiah 55: 10-11
So, my most gracious heavenly Father, the only words of praise and thanksgiving I have to offer you are your own:
“Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth! Serve the Lord with gladness! Come into his presence with singing! Know that the Lord, he is God! It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise! Give thanks to him; bless his name! For the Lord is good; his steadfast love endures forever, and his faithfulness to all generations.” Psalm 100.
Thank you for my life. Thank you for being the reason to sing. Thank you for your unfailing love. All my blessings come from you. Amen.
(Nancy Davis attends First Baptist Church of Walterboro, where here husband Scott, is the minister of music. Reach her at email@example.com.)