“Sing to the Lord a new song, for He has done marvelous things.”
The other day I was reading Psalm 98 and this verse (Psalm 98:1)…I just couldn’t get past it. I had to dig a little deeper into what it was really saying.
The word, “sing”: to celebrate in song; to praise. “Sing to the Lord a new song…” wasn’t a suggestion; it was a command. Praise the Lord and celebrate.
The word, “done”: in this instance…to show faithfulness. Whatever marvelous things He is doing and has done He has done to show He is faithful. *this is major wow factor for me*
The word, “marvelous”: I love all of the definitions here: to separate; distinguish; wondrous things; miracles; beyond the hands of human powers or expectations.
For me, I forget the marvelous things. I look right past them, most often. And now and then, He stops me in my tracks so that I have to stop and look and notice. The last month or so I am positive He has allowed me to be overloaded with stress and worry and anxiety so that my body would shut down…and I would be forced to notice. My preoccupation with the leaves is a prime example. How calming and peaceful and wondrous the changing colors are. The promise of renewal, come Spring. The imagined finality of Summer.
As we look forward to toward the end of this month, I’ve already started (okay, REstarted) my 1,000 gifts thankful list. For a change, I am not stressed about getting it all done. Planning ahead for Thanksgiving celebrations has me praising: The Wild Boy will be home all week and I plan to encourage (demand) that The Big Boy is around a lot more. Although I have started Christmas shopping, we are going light with gifts this year and will focus more on the time together and the traditions we have as a family.
Praise the Lord a new song, for in His faithfulness, He is doing wondrous miracles, beyond anything I could do or ever imagine.