“Bless our God, O peoples, let the sound of his praise be heard, who has kept us among the living, and has not let our feet slip.” vss. 8-9
Life at its best can be precarious; we never know when our footing will be lost and our dreams dashed. Even when we live prudentially and carefully we can’t control everything; the unexpected is always close at hand. Natural disasters, accidents, shootings, dread diseases…all lurk waiting to strike. Because we know this to be true, each new day of living becomes even more precious. Often, because of the press of schedules and our daily demands, we forget how remarkable it is to be alive in whatever time and place we are at. Prayers of thanksgiving slip out of mind and we take the gift of pure existence for granted. The psalmist reminded the peoples how blessed they were and called them back to the praise of God. What he has in mind is a morning offering of thanksgiving for the joy of another day. It may very well be that a day of calamity will come…no nation or person has immunity…but that’s no reason for perpetual dread or existential angst. The gift of life has been breathed into us by the Spirit of God…let us rejoice and give thanks for as long as that breath remains. It really is the one priceless gift…its value cannot be matched!
Thought for the Day: What was my morning offering today?