When life throws me an extra dose of crazy, I find myself in the Psalms. A lot. They read like songs, so lyrically sweet and timely. The last few weeks have been pretty eventful, and I’m grasping at thanks. I don’t ever have to look far for the beautiful parts of life, there are so many. But I do have to look. I do have to seek out gratitude and keep all the other junk in perspective.
Psalm 9, you should totally go read the whole chapter and underline every other word like I wanted to. Verse 1 & 2 reads:
“I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart; I will recount all of your wonderful deeds. I will be glad and exult in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.“
I know this about my God, that He is deserving of thanks. I also know that I’m not always screaming the goodness of God when my heart is so hung up on the aches and pains of circumstances. I want my gratefulness to be wholehearted like the psalmist. The only way to do that, to make space for thanks, is to move everything else out. Friends, life can be overwhelming, there’s no doubt about that. If our eyes are fixed on what’s going wrong, we will most definitely forget about all that is right. Even more than that, those mountains cast a nasty shadow over all that has ever been right. Demand a recount. When you feel that a thankful heart is just out of reach, sit and think on the goodness of God. Recount and recall all of it, the way He drew you out and cleaned you up. My life is so full of His wonderful deeds. I don’t want to forget, do you?