Lord, I delight in the easy times of seeing your greatness. But I’ve grown to appreciate the hard times, when your greatness catches me off guard, and surprises me anew when I least expect to see it, like…
Sing with me
tonight. Tonight I needed to sing of your greatness with my family. I needed to hear myself say it and I needed to hear my brothers and sisters say it, that you are indeed great, no matter what,
How great is our God
even on the 8th floor of the hospital. After I left behind the singing and the cocoon of my comfortable Christian family, I stepped into the world of the desperate ones. Desperately seeking a miracle; desperately seeking traces of a husband or mother or best friend as they once were; desperately seeking a Hope to cling to,
And all will see
and I saw you. In a nurse named Kathy. She’s been ministering there 22 years, not burning out, because she sees your greatness. She sees miracles all the time. Miracles of life, and miracles in death. You. And,
How great, how great is our God
my spirit joins hers tonight in saying that you are great, our God. We remember your greatness 8 years ago on the 8th floor with our own Mike-miracle. So,
Name above all names
we bless your name for Who you are—our King, clothed in majesty, wrapped in light,
Worthy of our praise
and we give you all our worship—because you are deserving. We explode with joy in you;
My heart will sing
our hearts overflow; and we agree that…
How great is our God
yes, how great you are, our God!
So be it…amen.
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