My mouth is filled with Your praise, oh Lord!
Last night another precious child was welcomed into the arms of Jesus. Miranda Evangeline's short life has testified of God's love for his children. She has joined her Mommy in the realms of glory. Take a moment and read about her send-off here.
Despite my breaking heart, the hymn "O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing" rolled through my head last night. Verse five particularly lodged in my heart: "He speaks, and, listening to His voice, new life the dead receive, the mournful, broken hearts rejoice, the humble poor believe." As I lay quietly in bed singing, I saw this image--
A man stood with arms outstretched and face turned up to heaven surrounded by a sea of people standing in concentric circles with arms around each others' shoulders. As more people joined, the group leaned forward lifting up the man--without physically touching him--until he hovered above the ground.In my heart I heard these words "this is the power of prayer."
Thousands of people prayed that God would breathe life into Miranda. While we would have preferred that life to be on earth, He has a different purpose in mind. I don't profess to know that plan. What I am confident in is that through Miranda's innocence, her Mommy's life, and her Daddy's strength Our Lord has been made great!
Selections from Psalm 71
5 For you have been my hope, Sovereign LORD,
my confidence since my youth.
6 From birth I have relied on you;
you brought me forth from my mother’s womb.
I will ever praise you.
7 I have become a sign to many;
you are my strong refuge.
8 My mouth is filled with your praise,
declaring your splendor all day long.
14 As for me, I will always have hope;
I will praise you more and more.
15 My mouth will tell of your righteous deeds,
of your saving acts all day long—
though I know not how to relate them all.
16 I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, Sovereign LORD;
I will proclaim your righteous deeds, yours alone.
17 Since my youth, God, you have taught me,
and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.
18 Even when I am old and gray,
do not forsake me, my God,
till I declare your power to the next generation,
your mighty acts to all who are to come.
19 Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens,
you who have done great things.
Who is like you, God?
20 Though you have made me see troubles,
many and bitter,
you will restore my life again;
from the depths of the earth
you will again bring me up.
21 You will increase my honor
and comfort me once more.
22 I will praise you with the harp
for your faithfulness, my God;
I will sing praise to you with the lyre,
Holy One of Israel.
23 My lips will shout for joy
when I sing praise to you—
I whom you have delivered.
24 My tongue will tell of your righteous acts
all day long...