Psalm 145:3-5
Great is
the Lord and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts.
They speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty—
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.
Perhaps winter is a time of meditation, spring a time of praise.
I find the change
of seasons remarkable. Snow, rain, sunshine, chill all contribute to the nature
God has created. For the past few weeks I’ve enjoyed the daffodils, tulips and hyacinth
in my tiny garden. One morning, I observed the yellow and white daffodils
bowing their heads. In the same plot of soil, the tulips raised their leaves to
the sky. It struck me—both stood in a posture of praise and
prayer.
In the
winter, I tend to bow down and meditate on God’s word. The quiet, sometimes
snow-kissed earth allows me to snuggle into my favorite chair and focus on Jesus.
But in the spring, I want to shout with the sunshine that Jesus is Lord. Maybe
because we celebrate Easter, I raise my hands to God and praise out loud. For
whatever reason, spring is a time to celebrate our Lord and Savior.
In observing
the flowers, no matter whether I raise my hands like the tulip or bow my head
like the daffodil, I am in a posture of praise and prayer. It doesn’t matter
how I praise and pray as much as when. And when is every day. I thank God for
the beauty of the earth and the people in my life. I don’t need much, yet God
has provided abundantly.
As the
psalmist says, God is so great and worthy of praise, I can’t even fathom his
greatness.
Praise and
pray thanksgiving to God the Father, when you bow down and when you rise up.