Praise

Rocks along the Racine Waterfront.  My artist friend said I must take a photo of them...it would be good to illustrate "something," she said.
Rocks along the Racine Waterfront. My artist friend said I must take a photo of them…it would be good to illustrate “something,” she said.

It’s been a hard week with my dad.
Dementia is a wicked thing.
The grace in the day was spending time in at my quiet lake, meditating on

Psalm 27:4-6- seeking his face, gazing on his beauty, finding myself safe in his shelter and the ability to sing and make music to the Lord.

because if I don’t praise him, the rocks will praise him

linking this week at Scripture and a Snapshot and Sunday Community

3 Replies to “Praise”

  1. Dementia IS wicked. At the same time (for me, at least) it is endlessly and all-at-once fascinating, challenging, demanding, and sad. It is drawing out the best in me, I believe. Qualities I never would have guessed myself to have…Then again, maybe they AREN’T “my qualities” but His remarkable grace.

  2. Dementia is difficult and upsetting. Come to rest with God’s been drinking from a fountain and get new strength. Great, that praising God at the lake.

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