“X” is for “eXalt the Lord our God”

”Exalt the Lord our God and worship at his footstool; he is holy.“–‭‭Psalm ‭99‬:‭5‬ ‭NIV‬‬

When I think of how I can exalt the Lord, I immediately think of the obvious synonym for exalt: praise. Since I was young, I have written poetry and song lyrics, many of which focus on praising the Lord. I’ve always felt like it was in my nature and in my blood, so to speak. 

Recently, while I was visiting my childhood home, my father showed me a journal that was written by my grandmother’s grandmother. The writing began in the year 1840 when she was 16 years old, and her penmanship is a beautiful art form. Throughout her journal, she writes about how grateful she is to the Lord her God for her salvation and for having mercy on her soul. In several places, she quotes from hymns that she sang in church and poems that she read during her lifetime throughout several decades of the 19th century. She chose to exalt the Lord her God through her writing, and with her actual handwriting being as beautiful and appealing as she could possibly create. 

Each of us can find ways to praise God through what we do, whether it’s physical labor, academic work, or artistic creation. My grandmother’s grandmother, Julia, led an impressive life of 81 years; she endured many hardships, including losing two of her children within nine days of each other, and then she lost her first husband three months later. In all, she lost four of her nine children during their childhood, and she outlived both of her husbands. Yet, she continued to praise and glorify God in her words throughout her journal even during those difficult times. She looked forward to joining her loved ones again in the beautiful future promised to those who believe. Her words encourage and inspire me, and I’m proud to embrace the heritage she established of exalting the Lord through her writing—something I endeavor to do as well.

“S” is for “Sing unto the LORD…”

“Sing unto the Lord, praise his name; proclaim his salvation day after day.”–Psalm 96:2

When I was young, I had some Kid’s Praise cassette tapes that included music and stories, some of which I remember to this day. The main character was Psalty the singing songbook, who could, or course, sing. In one of the stories, Psalty encountered another character who loved to praise the Lord but wasn’t able to sing on key. The moral of the story involved the idea that not everyone is given the same gifts, but we can all praise the Lord, and He enjoys our praise regardless of what it may sound like to our earthly ears…just like there is much that we observe in the physical world that is nothing like how God sees it–His ways are not our ways (Isaiah 55:8-9).

Whether we are gifted musically or not, this verse tells us to sing, praise, and proclaim God’s salvation. How we go about doing these things varies by the myriad number of people living on earth and who have gone before and who have yet to be born–evidence that God truly loves variety! This idea also confirms that we should not be caught up with comparing ourselves to others, whether it be their gifts, circumstances, relationships, or anything else we may be tempted to covet. 

Believe me, I am preaching to myself here; it’s difficult for anyone to observe someone else easily achieve something that we strive to accomplish ourselves and yet we seemingly meet with insurmountable odds. We never know, however, with what other people are contending behind the scenes, and we must always endeavor to keep that in mind. Every one of our lives forms an intricate tapestry of circumstances, incidents, trials, victories, and challenges, but God is the designer of it all. He weaves together the perfect combination of threads that only He knows to bring each one of us to the place of trust and reliance on Him.

Music is powerful. It is a precious gift for us that we can also turn around and give back to God in praise. When my son was an infant, I sang to him when I rocked him to sleep, and there were some songs that made him smile, while others brought him to sadness. His bottom lip would push out and tremble whenever I’d sing “Hush, Little Baby,” and it wasn’t because of my lack of quality singing–it had to be from the mournful tone of that particular song because it was only that song that brought about this sorrowful response. Once I realized the cause and effect of that song, I chose not to sing it to him and only sang ones I knew would bring him joy. In the same way, we can sing, praise, and proclaim with how we live our lives–striving to love others with our words and actions, which in turn brings glory and praise to God.

A Tree of Life

As I recently watched a popular reality show on television, I was struck by how many contestants shared about pursuing their dreams but had no faith that they could ever attain them. After a few of them shared heartbreaking stories from their past, I was amazed as was anyone watching that these young people had overcome such obstacles to perform for the world. But it didn’t stop there. Contestant after contestant humbly approached the stage and shared some of the most amazing talent in the world. Their humility was endearing, but the fact that people in many of their lives had undermined, belittled and berated them was devastating. When someone with an angelic voice doesn’t realize the caliber of his or her talent, there is most definitely something awry. I began to wonder, Whose approval were you unable to achieve? Who told you that you were good for nothing?  Who said you would never amount to anything?

…everything we say or write has an impact on someone.

As someone who knows what it’s like to struggle with self-worth, I can honestly say that words are truly powerful in shaping how we see ourselves. I don’t think anyone would disagree with that, but I want to draw awareness to the fact that practically everything we say or write has an impact on someone. I have been on the receiving end of derogatory comments as most of us have at some point in our lives, hateful words that were hurled in anger due to someone else’s own inner struggle.

Whatever sin has been committed against us should not be allowed to crush someone else’s spirit, especially a child’s.

As a child, I took such comments very personally, which had a profound impact on how I viewed myself; I had no comprehension that every one of us has something broken within us that we typically express in some fashion, and not often positively. Proverbs 15:4 says, “The soothing tongue is a tree of life, but a perverse tongue crushes the spirit.” Whatever sin has been committed against us should not be allowed to crush someone else’s spirit, especially a child’s.

…nothing I could do was going to change how other people behaved.

There seems to be an ever-growing need for people to express themselves by the most obnoxious means possible, and often just for the sake of being obnoxious. In my introduction to psychology class back in college, I remember learning that anger is a secondary emotion; it is spawned by fear, pain, angst, or whatever brokenness lurks within one’s soul. Whenever I experienced the hurt from a verbal attack, I took it to heart; I developed the mindset shaped by my thoughts: There must be something wrong with me. I will try harder, so people won’t get mad at me. I will earn their approval. Of course, nothing I could do was going to change how other people behaved. But children don’t know that.

No more excuses. Stop the cycle. Identify the root cause. Address the problem. Finding a healthy means of dealing with our own baggage isn’t easy, and unfortunately, I see more people today lashing out at others like I’ve never witnessed in my lifetime. Of course, the introduction of social media has empowered even the most reserved introvert to take to the public page what would rarely be said to one’s face. Some say this behavior is therapeutic. I am sure it is…but for whom? And at what cost? How about getting a notebook? Journaling has been shown to be therapeutic, and the rest of the world doesn’t have to be affected by the fallout.

…they each have value, they have a purpose in life, and they can achieve their dreams.

I’ve seen a meme in recent years that refers to the positive effects of speaking kindly to plants and how impactful it would be if we intentionally spoke positively to children. Imagine the confidence this next generation could take into their future if they were brought up to believe that they each have value, that they have a purpose in life, and that they can achieve their dreams. Perhaps there’d be fewer lives lost to addiction and more cures for diseases discovered. It seems like an indomitable task to turn the tide, but maybe if we start by sincerely encouraging a child, or anyone really, even once a day, each pebble of praise would cause a ripple that could change someone’s life.