Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Doxology of Praise

Thursday was devastating to my nerves. Dad successfully underwent a 5 bypass open-heart surgery. The first two trips my family visited Dad in the ICU following his surgery he was sleeping with a ventilator tube stuck down his throat. At 10 PM we were overjoyed when Dad was without the tube and awake as he talked to us in a raspy voice. I confess it's difficult to see a loved one looking so vulnerable as he's wired to monitors and has tubes protruding from his body. Mom asked if we could sing. In low tones we praised with the Doxology, sung countless times by countless Christians and one of Dad's favorite songs:

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

My sister tried to sing but she choked up; instead, Melissa silently mouthed the words as she cried and held her hand up in praise to God.

It was one of the most holy, most sacred moments I've ever experienced. We worshiped.

Never forget the power of worship in Awakening.