Praise God–from whom all blessings flow! Praise Him all creatures here below! Praise Him above, ye heavenly hosts! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
“Doxology” originally referred to either written or verbal expression of praise. Its liturgical use in the high church tradition solidified it in our collective understanding to mean “group song”–specifically, the one above. But The Doxology, so familiar, has built into it the original purpose of praise: anytime, anywhere. “All blessings”: can you number your blessings just today? The last hour? Peaceful moments, sunshine, work, rain and cloudy skies, food you like, small things to look forward to, a place to live, people to love…etc.
“…all creatures here below” doesn’t leave much excuse for us not to praise Him. Everything else already does. Have you ever watch a bird catch updrafts and wheel in the open sky, looking like they’re honestly having fun doing what they were made to do and not think they’re not praising God?
Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord! Psalm 150:6
It’s awfully tempting to despair of late, it seems. When big personalities in Christendom leave the faith, it feels like somehow more than one person. It preys on the minds of the believers. Yet our Father tells us to continue in faith ; we continue on joyfully, in love, in grace, and in confidence in our God rather than people.
Our theology comes from Him; so too, must our doxology.
I am not the first
To observe that the greater the beauty
The more ugly the loss.
The safer the harbor
The more shattering the invasion.
The deeper the trust
The more destructive the deception.
–We know these things too well.
–They have been practiced on us.
–We rage to see them practiced on those we love.
–And if we are honest…
–We are terrified of ourselves
–And our propensity to be:
–And we ask someone, anyone
–To fix the broken.
–To fix us before we break something.
–But they can’t.
–Because they too are at fault.
He didn’t just say that He was Coming.
He said, too, that He Is Here.
He said that He Never Leaves.
He called Himself Beginning and End
He must too be all that is between.
So I take the ugliness to Him to fix.
I tell Him about the invaders.
And I leave the destroyers to His care.
Do you have anyone else in Heaven to ask?