What Our Praise Means to God

Have you ever truly thought about what our time with the Lord means to Him?

I have known for years that God loves and longs for our praise and worship; but it never truly hit home until this morning just how much He does love us.

I had read books on beginning our time with the Lord praising God because He loves receiving our worship. These writers had explained that we should not just run to God with our list of requests without first getting our own hearts in the proper attitude first. But I had never really understood just what that meant.

It wasn’t until a week or so ago that I was watching a show on TV and the pastor was talking about his quiet time with the Lord and explaining how he had allowed his hectic life to steal the time he had set aside to enter God’s presence. He said that he used to begin this time in worship, singing praise songs to his Savior; but that he had stopped doing that and just went right into reading his Bible and praying. He said that one day God asked him about it, reminding him that he used to spend time singing praises and that he needed to start doing so again.

That struck me as a light bulb going off and I began to play some songs on my ipod before going into our prayer and Bible study time.

And then this morning as I sat in the near dark, listening through headphones to “What A Beautiful Name” I had a clear picture of Jesus standing in heaven, looking down on the world of men. His love and longing for us was so clear and His yearning to be a part of our lives was palpable as He watched us going about our day to day lives with no thought for Him.

The words to the song are :

** “You didn’t want heaven without us, So Jesus You brought heaven down
My sin was great, Your love was greater; what can separate us now?”
**

I could see the decision reach Him of what He needed to do, and He came to this earth to try and reach us lost souls. My mind’s eye replayed His life from birth in that cave, His walk among us as the Creator of the universe and the lover of our souls, to His tortuous death on the cross to cover the cost of our sin and shame.

All because He loves us with an everlasting love and wants more than anything to be able to be in our lives.

I will never again start my day without praising and worshiping Him for all that He has done for me and for all that He is to me.

I pray you have a blessed day.

© Drusilla Mott and https://drusillamott.wordpress.com, 2020

** Words and Music by
Ben Fielding & Brooke Ligertwood
© 2016 Hillsong Music Publishing.
CCLI Song No. 7068424
**

God’s Working In My Life

I come this morning, in humble joyousness for the work that the Lord God has done in my life. Our God is awesome. Powerful. Loving. Merciful. Gracious.

He has given me the love and power to overcome a past filled with pain and heartache. He has led me through battles that, without Him, would have crushed my soul. He has strengthened me as I faced this hostile world with only Him at my back. He has held me up as I faced down the lies and deception that were perpetrated against me.

He has wrapped me in His arms as I have cried out the tears and anguish that have overwhelmed me more times than I can count. He has given me the courage to face down my fears and hand them over to Him, conquering what Satan would have used for my destruction.

He has been my rock and my shield. My strength and my Hope.

He brought me through a childhood brain injury that the doctors said should have killed me, and, at the very least should have left me mentally impaired. He has brought me through subsequent injuries that, though not yet healed, I have full hope and expectation that He will deal with in His good time and pleasure.

I am sure of this, and declare His healing power as I sit now and listen to Lauren Daigle with an ear that had been completely deaf.

I had suffered from an ear infection while in Elementary School, and a burst ear drum in my right ear as a result of that infection. He healed that burst eardrum, not allowing it to take my hearing. Then as an adult, I had been to too many rock concerts, listened to too much music with headphones on, and had destroyed my hearing completely in my right ear.

Recently I had begun to ask for restoration of my hearing and began to listen to old Hymns, and Praise and Worship music more than ever. I felt led to pray that the power of the words and the praise in those songs would work through my ears and heal the damage. I had noticed a slight change, but nothing really significant.

It was Sunday, as I listened to the live streaming service from Faith Chapel in Syracuse, that I realized there was a wall between me and my Savior. I tried to feel Him with me and couldn‘t.

“Why can’t I feel You?’ I cried.

And right then Pastor Kelly took the stage and began to talk about fear, and the fact that we have not been given a spirit of fear but of power and of love and of a sound mind. Even though I had thought I had already dealt with the fear, I felt a check in my spirit and felt the Spirit of God urging me to let go. I held my hands out and felt the fear leave me. The presence of the Lord, His love and strength filled me, and I was finally able to submit to Him in complete surrender.

Then Pastor Kelly walked to the woman playing the piano and this woman said that she had been given a word from the Lord. There was someone that was having a tickling, something, in their right ear; and the Lord wanted to heal it. My hands shot up as if on a string and I said, “That’s me, Lord. I claim this healing.”

A couple hours later, I was talking to my brother on the phone and as a test I put the phone to my right ear. I could hear him!

The level of his voice was loud, but the words were muffled, as if he was yelling through a wall. BUT I COULD HEAR HIM!

A little later, I was praying and thanking God for His answer to my prayer; and I asked Him why He had not restored my hearing completely. He reminded me of all the times that I had said I did not want to take so many pain pills that the pain from the aforementioned injuries would be dulled so much I would forget about the injury and do something to re-injure it or make it worse. (Been there, done that. Too many times to count.)

So I asked Him, “But what does that have to do with my ear?”

The answer that I got was “Because I don’t want you to forget Me.”

The words were as clear as if He had actually spoken them out loud and I knew immediately what He meant.

I become so engrossed with my day-to-day living that quite often God is relegated to the back of my thoughts – there should I need Him, but not front and center in my thoughts the way He deserves to be.

He was telling me that if He healed me completely, my past history showed that I would not be as focused on Him as I have been for the past few weeks; and He did not want to lose that immediate, unending connection that we have been having.

Tears rolled down my face as His love and concern for me filled me.

I had the TV on as I sat there, and within minutes of this exchange, I heard the pastor that was on ask the question “Why doesn’t God heal you completely?” And then he answered the question with: “Because He doesn’t want you to forget Him.”

I was overwhelmed at this affirmation of what He had just said to me. I hit the record button and saved the program onto the DVR.

Since then, I have been periodically covering my left ear, testing my hearing to see if there is any other improvement. I must say that I have had a constant earache since Sunday, but I am able to hear things that I would not have been able to hear before — the sound of the fan motor, the TV and of course the praise and worship songs.

And then yesterday my husband was telling me something and I plugged my left ear with a finger and asked him to continue talking to me in a normal voice. His voice was muffled, but where I would not have been able to hear anything a week ago, I could hear him enough to be able to repeat his question back to him and answer him.

And as I postscript …

I decided to play back the TV recording from Sunday as I was writing this to make sure I got the pastor’s exact words. I discovered the sermon was about forgetting God in our day to day living — and nowhere can I find the question and following answer that I heard Sunday afternoon.

© Drusilla Mott and https://drusillamott.wordpress.com, 2020