God is a God of moving. The dead praise Him not, and the grave does not exalt Him. Love compels His actions and compassion is drawn of His mercy. Praise Him for His salvation, and for the greatness of His strength. He takes us from the dust, He sees and He notices. He is moved and stirs light to shine upon us.
Thank you Lord for your love and for your magnified greatness. Thank you that you created each moment as an opportunity to make you great. Thank you that you have not left us the way we were, but train our hearts and hands for your glory.
Exalt yourself through us, Lord. Awaken the sleeping to your praise. Burn our lives to you as incense, our hearts as the signature of your face. Write your pattern upon our faces, ever changing as we run closer to you. Litter the earth with your handiwork - let us touch your world in waves.To make your name great, Lord, let the living praise you. Let each household exalt your name, let each heart know true worship.
~JLB
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