Men shall speak of the might of Your awesome acts, and I will declare your greatness. Psalm 145:6**
Today my greatest declaration is to myself. My body holds a storehouse of testimony, yet the old in me wants to speak louder than Your new. Old lies spring up, in effort to take new root.
My soil, tilled yesterday, needs new weeding. But instead of pushing back lies and pulling up hungry roots, I water.
I worship. I adore.
Dew sown deep makes the unwanted much easier to uproot.
So, I declare. First to me, then back to You.
You are great, God. My history tells the story. Years of bondage set free at Your voice. Fears, anxieties, internal strife — when subject to the Man, Trust — crumble. I break and You make me whole. The ground underneath my weak knees finds You not only safe, but great.
I worship You, God who is not just good but great. Great in my great moments and great in my still, small. Little heart-victories shine light on the great Victor.
I praise You for Your win. When I am faced with old, You say there’s a win on the other side of this. I simply hold fast — fix my face on You — and You act. Mediocre faith and weak, giving-way-to-sin flesh, stands no chance under Your great.
Greatness promises wholeness. As much as I can have on this side, You promise. I reach and You respond. Great. Oh, God You are great.
I feel like I am one step away from falling apart and You say I am one step away from Your greatness. You promise that even this one old, same old lie can be won to Your perspective. I sit in Your presence and I adore that which I’m finding to be great and this truth — these new-to-me words for an age-old truth – transform my insides.
You transform. I can not have a brush with You and walk away unchanged. Real encounter always produces heart-change.
Greatness.
You are redefining greatness for me in this very moment. Greatness is when Your great applied against my weak-and-feeble overshadows. Overcomes. Makes new. Great speaks to what I deem hopeless and says the story isn’t over; it’s just begun.
I stop thinking, stop analyzing, start adoring and declaration comes forth.
Greatness over my big feels even greater when it’s great over my small. My minute-by-minute is subject to this beauty.
He is great, oh soul of mine. You are great, oh God.
**So what do I do with these posts, you ask, other than just read them? First, if you haven’t yet, read: Why I Adore to give you a context for this little space on my blog. (This post also gives context.)
If you are compelled, I invite you to participate. Set up a space and time in your own life to begin adoring. Over laundry or dinner dishes, on your commute to work, or in the wee morning hours — ten minutes is a great start. You can use the verse I list here every day or two as a launch pad for your own adoration.
Then practice praise.
Add to my adoration here, by posting a comment with your own words back to God about God …or hide it in your heart.
I promise your weary soul won’t regret it.
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