A Conversation of Praise

I carried my coffee and my Bible out to the yard, and sat down on a large flat boulder. As I sat nestled amongst the yellow and purple lantana, my eyes were drawn to the mountains rising up to meet the western sky. Light was silently creeping into the sky, and just beginning to color the mountain peaks in shades of pink and mauve. Then the first sunlight touched the very top of the highest peak, and I blinked as it seemed the very touch of the sun caused the mountain to reach ever higher upward, as if trying to peer into the throne room of God Most High.


It was then I sensed the sweet presence of Him whom my soul loves and together we went to Isaiah 55:12. He asked me to read it out loud.


"You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands." Isaiah 55:12 NIV


My heart was filled with unmeasured joy as a mockingbird joined in the morning celebration of a new day. A new day to love the Lord. A new day to praise Him, not only with my lips but with my actions, my very being rising up as the mountains, my soul clapping in jubilant celebration as the trees clap their hands.


He drew me very near Him, and my heart worshiped the One who alone is worthy of worship.


Glory!



My dear friend, has there been a time when you have had a conversation of praise with the Lord? I would love for you to share it here.