Be generous in your praise of God

Never Be Moderate in the Praise of God There are too many times when our praises of men and for man far exceeds our praises of God and for God. And why is this? What justification can we securely offer? Man, in his greatest feats of good, could never have accomplished them without God! We glory in the brilliance of men–the geniuses of our age. I am not an inspired man but I will say this in confidence before God and man. Greater is the righteous man whose intelligence is lost in the masses than the genius whose mental faculties shine as the noonday sun but whose unrighteousness shines as brightly. Are you gifted? Give praise to God! Are you bountiful in talents? Give praise to God! Are you wealthy because of business acuity? Give praise to the almighty for he gives the power to be rich! Are you poor this morning but thankful? Give praise to the Almighty! Is your health fair this morning? Give praise to God! You will note that I did not say–is your health perfect–but rather is your health fair. Can you get around? Can you do simple tasks? Can you walk? Can you make the bed? Can you drive to work? Can you feed yourself? Can you endure with your illnesses? Praise God!!! In everything give thanks for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus. I will say this before closing this morning’s thought. We marvel at the computer and the worldwide web. We marvel at satellite technology and the ability of man to communicate in seconds with anyone around the world. We are astounded to the point of almost counting such a thing as miraculous. But for all of its greatness, it is like a man walking along a great beach and stopping to stoop down in the sand to gather just one small grain. When he stands up and brings the grain of sand close to his eyes so he can better see it, he stops and thinks how insignificant this one grain of sand is to the entire beach. For miles he sees nothing but sand in both directions. He now sits down in the sand and thinks a thought. No one else is around. There is nothing about but several sea gulls flying over head. The thought is this. What I have in my hand is the sum total of man’s ability. What lies before me on this beach (regarding sand) and all the beaches and deserts in the world is God’s ability. He drops the grain of sand and glorifies God unceasingly.