'Praise ye the Lord'- the words that echoed from the Psalmist's heart as he penned down the 148th psalm. He literally called everything to praise the Most High. From the Heavenly beings to those on earth and every other creature therein. He asked all of them to join in on the celebration of praise unto the Almighty.
His reasons for calling for this solemn praise assembly were simple: "Let them praise the name of the Lord: for he commanded, and they were created. He hath also stablished them for ever and ever: he hath made a decree which shall not pass. Let them praise the name of the Lord: for his name alone is excellent; his glory is above the earth and heaven. He also exalteth the horn of his people, the praise of all his saints; even of the children of Israel, a people near unto him. Praise ye the Lord" - (Psalm 148:5,6,13,14, KJV).
This man rejoiced in the Lord. He rejoiced in Who God is. He rejoiced in what God did. He was full with thanksgiving and praise. He has witnessed the mercy of the Lord and the deliverance the King wroughts and he had nothing else to offer but a heartful of praise.
He knew his praise was never going to be enough so, he called the heavenly beings; the angels, the hosts of God, the sun, the stars, etc. to assist him. He knew still that these won't do so, he called the mountains, hills, seas, cattles, trees, ants, birds, etc. to join in. But even these won't do!
The Lord is so merciful and kind and generous that if all we do with everyday of our lives was praise Him, we wouldn't praise Him enough! We couldn't thank Him enough. We certainly CANNOT repay Him. But do we make an effort?
Do we try? Or do we live our lives murmuring and grumbling over the things He is yet to do or things He isn't going to do for us because we do not need them. Do we? My friend, who is a nurse, pointed out that it was only a sick heart that murmurs. Then she asked, "why do you murmur, are you sick?" And I couldn't agree less.
God hates ingratitude! "Moreover, brethren, I would not that ye should be ignorant, how that all our fathers were under the cloud, and all passed through the sea; and were all baptized unto Moses in the cloud and in the sea; and did all eat the same spiritual meat; and did all drink the same spiritual drink: for they drank of that spiritual Rock that followed them: and that Rock was Christ. But with many of them God was not well pleased: for they were overthrown in the wilderness. Now these things were our examples, to the intent we should not lust after evil things, as they also lusted...neither murmur ye, as some of them also murmured, and were destroyed of the destroyer" - (I Corinthians 10:1-6, 10, KJV).
Everyday, we live under the faithfulness of God. We are sustained by the Lord. Provisions He makes for us. But when a little need or want lingers, we start to murmur, to complain and we begin to devise our means of meeting them (since God won't do it for us). We make our own plans which starts with our squeezing and 'crushing' God's plan in our hands and throwing it in the waste-bin (like some writer experiencing a 'block'). We are vexed all around with the same plan that has brought us this far in life. And we sigh and lament and cuss. All the while under the spectatorship of the Maker.
He grieves. He wishes that we'll just turn around and have a conversation with Him. He hopes that we'll return to Him so that He can cleanse us and heal our wounds. He waits. His expectation growing each day. His longing firing up as the moments go by.
Would we return? Would we turn around and fall into the Hands of our Father. Would we just take a moment from the torment we have subjected ourselves to and 'count our blessings?' Would we get the Lord's plan out from the bin and set it aright as we burn up our plans? Would we? Would we praise Him? Would we call for a solemn assembly of praise like the Psalmist? Would we remember the goodness of God and the excellence of His Name and praise Him? Would we place His praise on our lips? Would we?