Praises from a Babe

I struggle daily, moment by moment, to praise the Lord. Do I want to? Yes, of course. But the older I get, the more this struggle persist.

How do I do it right? That is the question I continue to ask myself. As if writing a sensitive letter to someone that is hurting, I do not want to offend them. Just like I don't want to offend God with the wrong way.

This morning I finally learned the 'right' way from Takai (my 1 year old). We were listening to a children's praise album as we were driving home from picking up the kids. I was singing along and glanced back (while at a stop sign) at the baby and saw him tapping his knee to the beat and 'rocking' to the music with a big smile on his face looking out the window. I sat watching him for about 30 seconds as he continued on this way. He was in God's presence, I'm sure. I was baffled at my ignorance all these years.
God doesn't want it 'right'....He just wants it.

Pure, simple, & sweet. No reservations & with nothing else occupying our thoughts.

Adults struggle with this. I struggle. There is so much in our world taking space in our hearts & minds. If we would just take the time to praise Him like my child did, then the chaos within us would subside.

Oh, how I yearn to be able to praise Him like a baby.