Oseun, oseun, oseun, oseun baba
Aleluya Y’in Oluwa.
Alleluia, praise the Lord. Alleluia, praise the Lord.
Praises, high praises, now bring to the Lord.
Alleluia, praise the Lord.
--trad. Nigerian song
During our worship time in VBS this week, our children have
offered up each night a prayer, in the form of a few words or a drawing. They
have been prompted to offer something which would be pleasing to God, and which
would build up the family of God. During our devotional time following worship,
the youth worship crew read and engaged with each prayer together as we
installed them on our ‘foundation wall’. As we mulled over the messages drawn
and written in these prayers, we were touched and blessed.
And that is a little, I think, like praising God together.
God, the God who created us creative in God’s image, surely loves and desires
our praise—humble, bold, plain, fancy, jubilantly loud, silently awed. But
praise has gifts that don’t end with the object of that praise. When I praise God, I bask in the joy and light of
that praise. And friends. When we praise God together, our praise of God lifts
the spirits and lightens the loads of those in our company. When we
praise God together, we welcome God into our midst.
Aleluya Y’in Oluwa.
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