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The Cry Around the Throne
Some sounds do not come from music but from revelation. Isaiah was opportune to see the throne, and lo, his ears were opened. He heard sounds around the throne where one cried to another. This sound was not an arranged worship; the song raised was not to fill silence. It was the sound of beings…
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The Throne Above Every Throne
Isaiah did not only see that the Lord was present. He saw the Lord, high and lifted up. That year, a very tragic event occurred. King Uzziah died. A familiar normalcy was disrupted, yet the first thing Isaiah saw was not a nation in fear but the Lord on the throne.
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Made to Worship
We often treat worship like a moment, something we do when music is playing, when the atmosphere feels right, or when life is going well. But worship is not a moment. It is the reason you exist.
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The God Who Refused to Let me Stay Lost
We are quick to thank God for life, for health, and for provision, and we should. But there is something deeper we quietly grow used to- grace. It becomes familiar and normal, and without realizing it, we stop being amazed by the very thing that saved us. But grace is not normal.
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Praise as a Sacrifice
There is praise that is convenient, and there is praise that is sacrificial. The difference is not volume; it is value. Sacrificial praise is not what is left after you have settled everything else. It is what you place before God that proves, “You matter most.”
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Praise That Remembers
Praise that remembers is the kind of praise that does not have amnesia about God’s goodness. It is not a passing reaction to a good moment; it is the deliberate preservation of God’s dealings with you. It is praise that has been stored, protected, and made retrievable. When the day turns dark and words fail,…
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Praise Your Way Into Victory
Scripture: 2 Chronicles 20:21–22; Acts 16:25–26 Song: Emi awon woli by Tunde Onijoba There is a kind of praise that is not just gratitude; it is warfare. It rises when the battle is still staring at you, when nothing around you has shifted yet, and you decide that fear will not be the end of…
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