I keep forgetting what a difference the act of praising God makes in my life. It lifts my spirits, raises my perspective, and puts me back in touch with what I believe.
I'm a bit concerned about the gap between my faith in my heart and in my head at the moment. The gift of praise helps get my heart back where it belongs. But I'm a little cautious now, and dare not investigate too closely where my head has been since Sunday morning liturgy. As I said last week, for me, to believe in Christ is to live, but the converse is this: to not believe depresses me, even brings me uncomfortably close to despair.
My life outside of Christ just isn't anything I want to live ever again.
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