Praise Him!

The little rough brown package came late that day. I eagerly tore into the box and found the little plastic solar gadget my friend had promised to send. Along with the gift was a card explaining it would take the morning sun to make it work. Smiling, I placed the gift on my kitchen windowsill.

When I awoke the next morning, the sun was just starting to rise and the gadget had already begun to respond to its rays.

Praise Him I stood there smiling as I watched the dancing flower and reread the sweet message God had spoken into Nancy’s heart. And now mine!

“As the sun’s rays poured through my window, this little mechanism gradually moved its petals and flower more and more, until it looked like it was worshipping the Lord!

What a picture of what happens to us, when we allow the rays of His precious Holy Spirit to permeate us with His Presence. The more I invite Him to ‘shine’ in me, the more I want to raise my hands and shout: 

Praise Him! Praise Him!”—Nancy Heaney

Nancy is a survivor of breast cancer and a picture of perfect health with the glow of Jesus on her face. She has learned to praise God in all circumstances.

I want to add my praise: When my husband Dave and I received the news we would never be able to have children, we were devastated. Yet within six weeks, the Lord blessed us with a baby girl through adoption. Four and a half years later, our miracle son was born. Years later, God blessed us with seven grandchildren!

Praise Him…Praise Him!

He who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving honors Me. (Psalm 50:23 NASB)