I believe it was yesterday that I heard a song about praising God and was reminded of just how much I have to praise Him for. The song mentioned praising God in the good times and the bad, when I’m happy and when I’m sad. I was reminded, too, that I should praise Him for the blood that He shed on Calvary.
1 Peter 1:7 and 8 talk of a God I have not seen, yet He is the one I love, believe in, and rejoice with. He is the one I praise. I praise Him for salvation, life, love, and all of "these things," He has added to my life.
I have seen many mountain tops, walked through many valleys, and as the song says, spent much time in between. As I think back over these times, I know God was always with me. Without Him the mountain truly would have been too steep to climb; I would have lost my way and wandered in the valley much too long. God’s gentle touch and loving care in the between times reminded me of how I should live and where I should go. The blessings were many, at times so small as to almost be overlooked, other times so large my heart could not contain them. Looking back I remember that many of the blessings came during the hardest days. God never left me, and He never forgot me.
Knowing all this serves to remind me of the truth of His Word. He has not forsaken me, and He never will. For all that He gives, all that He is, and all that He helps me to be, I praise Him.
To have walked with God yesterday, and to know we will be together tomorrow is a blessing I praise Him for today.