Mo Praise

Imagine this. You're Moses. You risk your life to fight for the freedom of your people; generations who have been bound to slavery. You did it despite all of your natural instincts but because of the Lord, because of His persistence. And just a few steps into their new-found freedom...they spit in your face, God's face. Their ungrateful impatience has dishonored God and pursuit of instant gratification has disrespected you. Now not only they, but you too, are no longer in the fast lane to the full freedom they were promised. Forty years to wander... and you're along for the ride. 

 Yet... in the desert, Moses writes this eloquent poetry; a ballad of unselfish, Kingdom-driven worship:

"Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. [...] Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days. Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us and for as many years as we have seen evil. Let your work be shown to your servants and your glorious power to their children. Let the favor of the Lord our god be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us; yes, establish the work of our hands!" - Psalm 90: 1, 14-17

I'm not Moses and I'm not in a desert. Life is good! But if he, in obedience and 4o years of waiting, can look around at the hodgepodge of sandy tents around him and see God's glory amidst it all...how much more can I lift up worship in this new house, this new town, this new incredible opportunity....

(now do you get the post title? 'Mo Praise'... More praise... Moses Praise... praise like Moses? anyway...