Worthy of all Glory

Worthy of all Glory

giving God the praise He deserves
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There has been a recurring theme in my spiritual life lately:

God's glory.

So many times, we call on God when we need something. Our prayers consist of "God please grant me X" or "Lord I really need Y".

Yes, God wants us to bring our needs to him, but He is so much more than the good gifts that He gives us. His gifts are just the surface of his goodness.

God deserves glory for who He is as a person.

As creator of the universe.

As the breath of life.

As giver of abundant, undeserving grace.

As just and holy

As all powerful and all knowing

There are so many attributes of God that deserve eternal praise.

In his model of prayer, Jesus asks that God's kingdom come to earth as it is in heaven. Imagine that. Everyone always praising God for who he is. Not always focusing on what God can give to us, but what we can praise Him for.

These glorious attributes can be seen all throughout our lives--

In the gift of music- His beauty and emotion are shown

In the essentials of food and water- His role as provider is made apparent

In the sunrise- His majesty and creativity are displayed

In the waves of the ocean- His infinite grace and mercy that continue to wash over us

In our next prayers, let's spend some time praising God and giving Him the glory he deserves.

Recognize Him for what he is worth rather than just a request granter.


"Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven." Matthew 6:10 ESV

"Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, you are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty" Psalm 104:1

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12 Bible Verses For Faith In Hard Times

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Lately, I have felt lost at what God wants for my life. Ever since I've come back to UWG everything has been horrible. It seems that I can't catch a break. I'm trying my best to focus on school, work, and extracurricular activities. But it's hard when I'm having issues with my apartment/roommates and knowing my family back home is struggling and needs many prayers. All, I keep thinking is maybe Carrollton isn't where I belong anymore. I've asked God if He can guide me in the right direction. Below, I have found Bible verses that have helped get me through these rough, past couple of weeks.

1. Isaiah 43:2

"When you go through deep waters, I will be with you."

2. Psalm 37:5

"Commit your way to the Lord. Trust in Him, and He will act."

3. Romans 8:18

"The pain that you've been feeling, can't compare to the joy that's coming."

4. Proverbs 31:25

"She is clothed in strength, and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future."

5. Joshua 1:9

"Be bold. Be brave. Be courageous."

6. Ecclesiastes 3:1

"There is a time for everything and a reason for every activity under the heavens."

7. Isaiah 41:10

"Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Don't be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand."

8. Isaiah 66:9

"I will not cause pain without allowing something new to be born, says the Lord."

9. Psalm 91:4

"He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings, you will find refuge; His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart."

10. Psalm 62:1-2

"My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation comes from Him, He alone is my rock and my salvation."

11. Philippians 4:13

"I can do everything through Christ who gives me strength."

12. Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

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Dear Desi community, The Struggles of diaspora Kids are valid

Yes, we know that our struggles are different from those of "back home," but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

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"What's your name?" asks the warm teacher in the pointed glasses, bending down to reach my miniature stature. Recognizing her assuring voice but baffled by her foreign tongue, I cowered behind my mother's legs, unable to respond.

While I did feel alone in that moment, I now know that I am not alone in this experience; in fact, many South Asian kids underwent the same first-day-of-school experience. Our parents, in an attempt to preserve the culture of their homeland, only taught us our native languages of Hindi, Urdu, Gujarati, or Tamil and assuming that we would "pick up" English upon entering the classroom. And, although there was a method to the madness (I did learn English within my first year of school), there was also a price: my mother tongue, my pride in my roots, and my cultural identity.

After the mildly traumatizing experience of not being able to communicate with my classmates, I became determined to shed the shackles that socially isolated me in the first place -- starting with Hindi and Gujarati. My family didn't protest at the time as, in attempts to make my English better, they also traded "paneer do" to "pass the paneer" within our dinner-table-exchanges. Now, at eighteen years old, I only have a fairly smooth understanding of these languages and a bank of broken, heavily-accented phrases to respond back with.

My experience with language, however, did not end with lapses in communication; instead, it stripped me of the cultural identity I longed for later in my life. The loss of such a major part of my culture, coupled with my sudden distaste for anything remotely Indian, prevented me from fully embracing who I am.

When my mom tried to enroll me in classical Indian dance classes as a kid, I objected wholeheartedly in attempt to fit in with my peers, who attended soccer practice instead (regardless of the fact that I had zero athletic ability). Upon unzipping my lunchbox to find pav bhaji, I would quickly zip it back up to avoid comments from my peers on its smell or appearance, and proceed to beg my mom for the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches I had absolutely no taste for.

However, as I ventured into my teenage years that are so lovingly coined as years of "finding yourself," I found that I was missing a big part of myself: my culture. Suddenly, I was yearning for the cultural identity I had struggled to free myself from for years -- an experience I noticed my desi friends going through as well. I found myself overcompensating for years of lost time, refusing to miss a single night of garba, working Hindi slang into my daily vocabulary, and binging Bollywood like it was my job.

Regardless of how desperately I tried to immerse myself in the roots I once neglected, I've come to face the reality that us diaspora kids will always have a different relationship with our roots than our parents -- and that is not necessarily a bad thing. Balancing two very different cultural environments, the one within the safe confines of my home and the one outside, we are bound to adopt parts of both worlds.

So, dear desi families, we are not "uncultured," -- we are simply trying our best.

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