Raised To Praise
The water stretches out infinitely, and a cool breeze carries the scent of salt. At first, the child stands in quiet awe, listening to the steady, rhythmic crash of the waves against the shore.

The water stretches out infinitely, and a cool breeze carries the scent of salt. At first, the child stands in quiet awe, listening to the steady, rhythmic crash of the waves against the shore.

The water stretches out infinitely, and a cool breeze carries the scent of salt.
At first, the child stands in quiet awe, listening to the steady, rhythmic crash of the waves against the shore.
Psalm 63:3 reminds us, "Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you." This is not a reluctant duty or a checklist item.
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The water stretches out infinitely, and a cool breeze carries the scent of salt. At first, the child stands in quiet awe, listening to the steady, rhythmic crash of the waves against the shore. As the warmth of the sun begins to break through the morning fog, wonder takes over.
Psalm 63:3 reminds us, "Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you." This is not a reluctant duty or a checklist item. Because His affection holds us securely, our worship does not depend on our current circumstances. It is the natural exhale of a soul that has tasted grace and realized that nothing this world offers can compare to the goodness of God.
"But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light." 1 Peter 2:9 Picture a small child standing at the edge of a great ocean for the very first time.
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