Tag Archive Praise

ByKaren

Praise Him In The Hallway

If you have a Facebook or Instagram account, you are sure to have seen the meme/photo of a hallway that says: “Until God opens the door, praise Him in the hallway”. Overall, it’s a very good quote… But it got me thinking. My mind and my spirit started doing somersaults together.

Many times, we wait and wait for God to open closed doors. Have you ever stopped to think that you could be waiting or knocking on the wrong door? Most hallways have more than one door and if you have chosen the one that is not meant for you, you will be doing a lot of waiting. What if you chose to put away your will and wants and fully trust God to open the right doors at the right time?

There are some doors that God keeps closed for our good. He always knows what’s best and will never lead us in the wrong direction. So while you’re standing in the hallway, keep your options open, and get your praise on!

ByJennifer A. Janes

Keys To Waiting Effectively

Keys To Waiting Effectively - Raising Sticky Hands To Heaven
These are tough times. My family is struggling, and almost every other family I know is struggling too, in one way or another. I’ve been praying and asking God for relief, for breakthrough, for help, for rescue – and not just for my family, but for all of us.

 

The good news is that prayer and focus on God are drawing me closer to Him and are showing me more about who He is, which reminds me what He is capable of. When I can remember that God is bigger than any situation or circumstance we find ourselves in, I am filled with peace. And peace is a great thing to have when you’re waiting to see God work in the situations that concern you!

 

Two keys to effectively waiting are:

 

  • Pray. Until recently, although I felt called to pray (and I did!), I wasn’t as focused and dedicated as I should have been. I’ve been reading a book about being a prayer warrior that has helped me to understand the importance of prayer and how critical it is to be fervent and faithful. When we all pray together, the impact on the spiritual roots of our problems is even more powerful!
  • Praise. Instead of worrying and fretting about what our families need, we need to spend our time praising God for who He is, what He’s done in our lives, and what He’s going to do. We need to play music that lifts God’s name and our spirits. When my home is filled with praise music, I find myself worrying less and trusting God more. I am filled with hope and faith, which are what God wants me to have instead of fear and anxiety. (It doesn’t mean I’m not concerned, but it means I’m resting and trusting in Him.)

 


I don’t have all the answers. My family has been waiting for answers to some of our prayers for a long time. What I do know is that prayer and praise change things! Even if my situation doesn’t change, my heart changes, and sometimes that’s the bigger answer to the prayer I didn’t pray.

ByAngie

C is for Chaos

cha·os [key-os] noun
1. a state of utter confusion or disorder; a total lack of organization or order.
2. any confused, disorderly mass: a chaos of meaningless phrases.
3. the infinity of space or formless matter supposed to have preceded the existence of the ordered universe.
4. ( initial capital letter ) the personification of this in any of several ancient Greek myths.
5. Obsolete . a chasm or abyss.

 

 

I can't get enough of this picture of Tommy... This kid cracks me up!

I can’t get enough of this picture of Tommy… This kid cracks me up!

It’s been one of those weeks years.

Some people have busy days. We’ve had a year full of chaos. By chaos, I don’t mean that it’s all bad. I just mean that it’s more than busy. Waaaay more than busy. You know, that whole “utter confusion or disorder and total lack of organization” thing listed at the top? Yeah. That.

I had surgery. Both of my parents took turns having a couple of surgeries each. My Mom faced stage 4 colon cancer & chemo and beat it on the head. There’s been all kinds of health issues for every family member. Running here, dodging there, hosting parties, holidays… add in all the normal stuff, and way too many things are getting over looked or completely forgotten.

This last month has probably brought the most chaos of all. Every time I thought “Okay, tomorrow we’ll get back on track” the next day would bring something new to face head on. We’ve had 4 separate illnesses go through our house in the last month. FOUR! How? I don’t know. Well, I do know 2 of them were from friends who were sick. But the others? No idea how we even contracted them.

Becoming overwhelmed was way too easy. Sometimes it was easy to forget what was important. But you know what? We’ve survived, we’ve thrived, and we’ve learned how to stand together against anything.

Most of all, I’ve grown to depend on Jesus more and more through it all.

Thankfully, I’ve learned some new ways to manage and organize some of the craziness. The rest of this week I’ll be sharing some of those tools and tricks I’ve picked up along this interesting journey. I in no way claim to have it all together, and were you to show up at my home unexpectedly, you would clearly see that. There are still some areas of my life I haven’t even begun to figure out how to reign in. I have, however, learned to control the majority of it all and keep my head together.

So, this is C is for Chaos week instead of day. How’s that for blogging through the alphabet? 😉

If you’re following Raising Sticky Hands To Heaven on Facebook, you may have seen my status yesterday about praising God in spite of my day. (Kind of the point of this whole blog, isn’t it?) I shared a little chorus that I’ve had on my heart the last few days. In the closing of this post today, I’d like to share it again, as it is truly the song of my heart right now. (I hate to post lyrics without writer’s credits, but I can’t find them. If you know who wrote this song, please let me know so I can credit them…)

Wherever I am I’ll praise him, Whenever I can I’ll praise him; For his love surrounds me like the sea, I’ll praise the name of Jesus, lift up the name of Jesus; For the name of Jesus lifted me.

 

 Be sure to head over to Ben and Me to see all the other Blogging through the Alphabet posts!

Blogging Through the Alphabet
(And yes, I know I missed the letter B. Like I said, it’s been chaotic. I was going to write about birthdays, so below are some photos from the 2 birthday parties we hosted in the last month. The first was my Dad’s 60th surprise birthday party. I had so much fun planning and hosting this party! The second was Tommy’s 5th birthday party with a Star Wars theme. It was fun too, but let’s just say hosting 2 parties in less than 2 weeks wore me out! Once again… Chaos… Haha!)

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ByAngie

Palm Sunday to Easter Sunday – What A Difference A Week Makes

8 And a very great multitude spread their clothes on the road; others cut down branches from the trees and spread them on the road. 9 Then the multitudes who went before and those who followed cried out, saying:

“Hosanna to the Son of David!
‘Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!’
Hosanna in the highest!”

10 And when He had come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, “Who is this?”
11 So the multitudes said, “This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth of Galilee.”

Matthew 21:8-11 NKJV

Today most of us are celebrating Palm Sunday, the day we remember when Jesus rode on a donkey into the city of Jerusalem.  As mentioned in the Bible, the people of the city flocked to see Jesus, this man they had heard about riding on a donkey as royalty would, exclaiming “Hosanna!” and laying down palms in His path. The believed in Him, had faith in Him, and wanted to follow Him.

Not much time passes though before they turn on Him. All because others had. Like a chain reaction, they embrace the mob mentality and trade in those hosannas for “Crucify!” and want nothing more to see Him die a bloody death. All in what I can only assume was for their entertainment. (Step out of the prophecies foretold for a minute and think back to their society…) Why would each of those hearts turn on Him? Because one person told another person, gossip spreading like wildfire, that this was not the Son of God after all and was full of blasphemy? Did anyone care to think for themselves? They lost all inhibition and adopted the feelings of the one next to them, forgetting that the week before they loved Jesus.

Sounds a little too familiar to our present day, does it not?

Palm Sunday

Easter comes and goes so quickly, never getting the true attention it deserves. Not to cut Christmas short, but in my opinion, Easter serves much more emphasis on the Christian walk than Christmas. Jesus didn’t have to die for our sin, coming back 3 days later from the dead, all so each of us could have a place in Heaven if we believe in Him. Sure, His birth has great meaning, but to me His sacrifice means so much more! Add in all the secular tidbits of the holiday and it’s really easy to discount what we are really celebrating, leaving it all behind the next day.

I don’t want to be like those that were in the city that day. My desire is to serve Jesus and love Him on Palm Sunday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday, and every other day! My heart sings “Hosanna!” over and over, and I never want my praise to end. No one could ever tell me anything to change my belief in Him. Not the media, not a friend, no one.

Now I want to ask you: Next Monday, when Easter is over, when the eggs are eaten and the fake grass has been cut out of your vacuum, what will you be saying? Will your heart still exclaim “Hosanna! He is the King of Kings! He reigns in my heart! Praise God, He is RISEN!” as it does today on Palm Sunday? I’m praying that it does.

My prayer for you and I is to never forget and fall into going through the motions of every day life, failing to daily praise God for sending His only son as a gift to us. May we never forget Christ’s love for us. Thank you, Lord, for everything.

 

ByAngie

His Favorite Song

In the past few weeks, my 8 month old daughter has decided she is determined to say “Daddy”. Not Da Da or Dad. Daddy. She yells it, whispers it, babbles it, and most of all… sings it.

During the same time, I’ve been singing a lot. For a few days I felt spiritually dry and I felt that was the only way I could get past it. I began to wonder, “Does he hear me? Is it enough?”

Later that afternoon my sweet husband, a wonderful father, walked in the room and said to our sweet baby, “Oh sweetheart! That’s my favorite song! Sing it some more! I love it when you sing that song.” Instantly I felt God speak to my heart. That is exactly how he feels when we sing! He’s so proud, happy, and blessed by our worship! While we may think we’re just babbling out lyrics and no one hears them, He does. And He LOVES it!

How often we forget it’s about Him and blessing Him. Not what it does for us.

Ever since that day, I’ve had a song on my heart that I’ve been singing repeatedly. I feel I should share it, because it sums up what I’m trying to get across perfectly. Enjoy!

When I Hear The Praises Start
Keith Green

My son, My son, why are you striving
You can’t add one thing to what’s been done for you
I did it all while I was dying
Rest in your faith, my peace will come to you

For when I hear the praises start
I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are my child and you know me
To Me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do for Me

My child, My child, why are you weeping
You will not have to wait forever
That day and that hour is in My keeping
The day I’ll bring you into Heaven

For when I hear the praises start
My child, I want to rain upon you
Blessing that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child and you know me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do in Me

My precious bride, the day is nearing
When I’ll take you in My arms and hold you
I know there are so many things that you’ve been hearing
But you just hold on to what I have told you

For when I hear the praises start
My bride, I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child, and you know Me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done will remain
Only what you do for me

 

ByEmily

Hiding Him In Little Hearts Week 4 – Psalm 149:3

Psalm 149:3  “Let them praise His name with the dance; let them sing praises to Him with the timbrel and harp.”

They are kids. And I taught them a verse about praising God through song and dance. I almost think the scenario should have been the other way around. Don’t get me wrong, I do know about praise. But who am I to teach praise to these children who already long to praise God and praise Him in the purest form? They don’t praise Him because they have to. They don’t praise Him to be seen. They don’t praise Him to get something in return. They praise Him because they WANT to. They praise Him because they enjoy praising Him. Yes, I’m quite sure that instead of an adult teaching children about praising God, we should allow the children to teach us about praising God.

Now that I typed all of that out of no where, let me get back to how it went. 🙂 All Adah cared about was the timbrel and harp, but they enjoyed this scripture because they truly do love to praise God. At any given moment you can hear Naomi singing worship songs AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS. And as long as Adah thinks that you aren’t paying attention, she’s singing, too. And as far as praising Him with a dance goes, both girls (and my nieces and nephews) are involved in the Mighty & Wee Warriors Dance/Drama Team at our church.

It is entirely okay to praise God; whether it be quietly with your hands raised, singing at the top of your lungs, or dancing and shouting, twirling and doing cart wheels. In fact, He longs for us to praise Him. That’s what we were created for, ya know. I encourage you to find a new way to praise Him this week. And don’t forget to try my kid’s favorite….CRAZY PRAISE!

I believe I was as excited about this week’s craft as the kids were. I did all the hard work, taking 2 paper plates (per child), hot-gluing them together, and filling them with various items. Each child’s “instrument” made a different sound due to different items placed in each one. One had acorns, one rocks, one rice, nerds, smarties, marbles, and beads. Be creative! Use whatever you have on hand (like we did). Once I had all the difficult stuff out of the way, the kids were free to decorate them however they wanted to. They could not wait to take them to church and use them outside of the house!

As you expand your praise life, encourage your children to expand theirs, as well. I dare you to even go as far as letting them create their own instrument to use. But beware, if you plan to attempt this craft, you must also plan to endure some joyful noise. 😉

 

ByAngie

Sticky Hands: DANCE PARTY!!!

Taking your children to a disco is NOT endorsed by Raising Sticky Hands To Heaven

Here we are again, it’s Thursday already!!! Yikes!

Have you had a hard time finding time for prayer, praise, and worship this week? I know I have. So I pulled an old trick out of my sleeve. “Dance Party”.

This is really difficult, so place close attention:

  1. Turn on fast, upbeat, fun Christian music.
  2. Gather the kids.
  3. Tell the kids to dance fast. Dance with them. Make it fun, be silly!
  4. While it’s going, sing along, pray, praise, & worship our Creator.

Wait, that’s not at all difficult, is it?

The best part is the list of benefits. Exercise for all, prayer time, you set an example, everyone has fun, and the kids get all their wigglies out. In fact, your littles may nap right after if you keep it up long enough!

If you’re family is large enough, you could start practicing to do a Christian flash mob. (Totally kidding… but hey, it’d be fun!)

Keep doin’ the good work, Moms. Keep praying as you go, raising those sticky hands as often as you can. Store up your treasures in Heaven, and in still the importance of God in your children’s hearts.

Disclaimer: Don’t have a dance party right after lunch. If you do, next thing you know you might be having a puke party. Just sayin’…

ByAngie

Sticky Hands: The Noisy Toy

This is the moment in history that this toy began to reign our home. Another big offender? The toy behind him. As long as the kids are happy though...

We’ve all been there: Awake in the middle of the night, unable to sleep, and all that keeps playing through your head is that dumb annoying song that the most annoying toy your child owns plays repeatedly… Over and over and over… No matter what you do, the song is there.

It really makes you wonder… What if our praise to God was like that, except for not annoying? If we were constant and not ceasing. LOUD and not soft. Consistent and joyful. I’m sure he would be really proud, and would love to have our praise “stuck in His head”.

This is my sticky handed challenge to you: Be the noisy toy! And remember, the squeaky wheel gets the grease! Your praise is never unnoticed to God!