We put on our Sunday best and ensure our best behavior as we enter God’s House. We fold hands neatly and bow heads politely. And we Greet others doing the same warmly.
When worship begins, we nod in rhythm. Tap our fingers while making sure we don’t swing our elbows too far. Sometimes our hands raise, but all within our own personal safety zone. Some forget and break free from the norm, but we show them grace.
Together, we gather our voices in harmony and praise God, from whom all blessings flow.
And as I drive home and see faces painted, waving encouragement, proudly displaying colors being celebrated today. As I see others congregate to hoot and holler and support the team they side on, I wonder…
Am I giving God my best worship?
Does He see me waving His colors? Does He get my utmost passion?
Do I exude praise?
This week in church, The Doxology was quoted in prayer. And as I reflected on the man who authored that powerful hymn, I answered my own question.
Thomas Ken knew how to praise God unabashedly.
He didn’t believe in Sunday’s best. No. He believed in worship. And discovered the key to it all:
We need to bend low to praise high.
Friends, “The Doxology” was considered blasphemous when written. It wasn’t Sunday’s best. It had to be penned behind closed doors. Sung in secret.
But Thomas Ken, an Anglican Bishop for the Diocese of Wells in the Church of England, thought this worship was worth the price.
He could have lost it all. His social status, job, home, and all of his friends if anyone had found out he was writing hymns not using scripture verbatim. But he saw the need those college boys had under him. He saw the personal relationship missing in the greatest love affair they could ever obtain. And he decided to do something about it.
Aren’t you glad he did?
His last request and final act on this earth proved his belief that praise was worth it, no matter the cost. I can almost hear that college boy singing “The Doxology” at his funeral…per Thomas Ken’s request…
And I wonder…do I deny myself enough to do the same? To praise no matter the cost? Do I prove where my loyalties lay?
When the message of my life is done,
will His praise ring rampant?
I want to say yes. But I’m worried that I’m even asking the question.
So this is the day.
Today, He’s going to get the best of me.
How about you, friend? Do you fully praise from whom all blessings flow? Do you wave your homer hankie for His glory? I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.
NOTE: I shared the history of this song on the Monday before Thanksgiving last year, but felt led to expand upon it again this year. You may see my previous post on “The Doxology” by CLICKING HERE.