What does it take to lift your arms in praise? I was listening to the Vince Gills song “When Amy Prays.” Like most things I run across, I had to understand the genesis. I needed to know what brought him to write it. It is an incredible picture of faith. I found the interview with Amy Grant, where she discussed the song’s origin and her relationship with Vince. She had this mesmerizing way of concatenating several seemingly unrelated stories into a great answer. By the way, it is the second interview on the v-blog.
What she talked about was; what does it take to get you to raise your arms in awe and wonder at the glory of God? This was an ongoing theme in their marriage. Amy Grant stood in absolute awe of God’s love, compassion, and power, whereas Vince was more restrained.
Deuteronomy 32:40, “Indeed, I lift up My hand to heaven, and say, as I live forever.”
It got me thinking about my own life. One of the reasons I love the outdoors is that I can’t get over the intricate and complex nature of God’s design. The level of detail and beauty seen in almost everything natural is fantastic. From the grandest to the insignificant, every detail was crafted with elegance. Expand that concept to the vastness of the universe; no words can give it justice.
Hebrews 11:3, “By faith, we understand that the worlds were prepared by the word of God so that what is seen was not made out of things which are visible.”
What does it take for you to raise your hands in glory to God? How big does a miracle have to be before you recognize it for what it is? Do you see God in the family pet comforting your child? Do you see God’s face in a kind gesture from a stranger?
Jeremiah 33:3, “Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.”
I was in Honduras this last week working on a B.A.M. project, and I lost my passport. Weird story of impatience and ignorance; basically, I threw my passport in the trash along with a used coffee cup. The story is a little longer and more complicated, involving interaction with security that didn’t speak English, hence why I had my passport out in the first place. I didn’t realize it until I got to my room. The real problem was that I was leaving back to the states in the morning. I resigned that God would solve the problem by helping me find my passport or use my additional time in Honduras for his glory. For the record, my request was to find the passport. I had no idea what I had done with it.
So, a gringo in the middle of the night is wandering around Honduras, back-tracing his steps, looking under every bush and rock for a little dark navy-blue booklet. Nothing, nada, zippo, no passport. Then I remember throwing away my old coffee cup in a random garbage container. It was both an act of desperation and the only option left. I went dumpster diving. I found it. Did I raise my arms in admiration and glory of what God can do; absolutely.
Psalm 141:2, “May my prayer be counted as incense before You; The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.”
The passport issue wasn’t a big deal. Worst case, it was an inconvenience. Of course, the worst case became a little scarier once I decided to look for it. Did I see God’s hand in it? Do I believe that God is in on the grand and the insignificant? What does it take for me to raise my arms? Do I find awe in the God of the universe when the only universe I am dealing with is me?
Mark 11:24, “Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.”
Screwtape constantly tells Wormwood how to get his patient to rationalize blessings as natural outcomes. If you haven’t read “Screwtape Letters,” read it, if you have, reread it. It is as contemporary today as it was when it was written. Screwtape wants Christians to find a plausible explanation for every blessing. He doesn’t want to see any arms raised. He doesn’t do this by denying the event but by acknowledging the event as nothing more than the natural and obvious outcome of previous decisions.
It is easy to fall into the worldly trap of rationalizing that which we do not fully understand. We look for easy answers. We try to find an explanation in the common. Maybe, we should expand our thinking and start raising our arms to heaven worshiping the God that makes all things happen. Nothing is too small for him. Nothing is too big for Him, but we know that, its the small part we don’t always get.
Look for a reason to lift your arms in celebration because of the goodness of God.
Ezekiel 17:24, “All the trees of the field will know that I am the Lord; I bring down the high tree, exalt the low tree, dry up the green tree and make the dry tree flourish. I am the Lord; I have spoken, and I will perform it.”
