My Psalm of Praise

Written by Julie

On March 2, 2020

A Sunday school assignment was to write a “psalm,” thanking/praising God. I added to what I originally wrote and am sharing it with you. šŸ˜Š

For freedom to worship You, for a church building to gather in, for biblical teachings and the people who teach them to me–thank You, Lord.

For a church family that really seems like family–thank You, Lord.

For the sound of the singing swelling around me–thank You, Lord.

For friends and laughter and hugs and memories–thank You, Lord.

For all the unnecessary, little blessings You’ve given to me, like books and chocolate–thank You, Lord.

For yummy, abundant food and good cooks and fellowship lunches–thank You, Lord.

For gifts and notes–thank You, Lord.

For smiles that light up faces–thank You, Lord.

For health, for the ability to walk and talk and hear and see and smell and taste and feel–thank You, Lord.

For being able to get together with others and have a good time–thank You, Lord.

For birthdays and cakes and the “Happy Birthday” song and presents–thank You, Lord.

For people making the choice to be baptized and join the church–thank You, Lord.

For safety at and away from home–thank You, Lord.

For babies and little children–thank You, Lord.

For the opportunity to raise money to buy Bible studies for men and women in jail, for the way it witnesses and ministers to them, for the blessings we can be–thank You, Lord.

But most of all, for salvation, for freedom from sin, for forgiveness, for love, for You-Living God-dying for me then rising again to give me hope, for Your presence in my life–thank You, Lord.



Hi, I'm Julie, a 16-year-old lover of books, music, and Jesus. I'm a junior in high school (Abeka Academy) and have been blogging for two years. I also co-publish a digital magazine called Priceless geared toward teen girls. My desire is to use my words to glorify my Saviour and to encourage you in your walk with God. I'd love to hear from you!

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1 year ago

Beautiful! I knew you could do it. šŸ™‚