I didn’t come up with this, so I must have heard it somewhere and adopted it…
Regardless, it has become my personal thing…mantra…saying…thought said out loud.
The posture of battle is praise.
It’s what I hope my children tell their future children. Grandma lived her life this way. She knew a secret. The way to deal with anguish, worry or failure…Praise God.
Praise. God.
Before the battle, position yourself in the posture of praise. Knees to ground. Hands up. Deep, full breaths.
A posture of gratitude and trust. An acknowledgement of God is God, and I am not Him.
Receiving. Then reflecting from the overflow.
Praise as response, praise as precursor.
Praise over, under, through.
From Your hand.
Through mine.
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