When Jesus Praises The Father

When Jesus Praises The Father

Whether I’m feeling victorious on God’s mountaintop or discouraged in the valley, I can count on my praise and worship of our God to lift my spirit. Whether I’m enjoying a peaceful day in the Lord or in the midst of a stormy trial; when thanksgiving and His praise fills my heart and leaves my lips, the atmosphere changes. Somehow I walk away feeling a little bit stronger. I find myself standing a little bit taller and my faith in Christ feels significantly greater. It’s a strange concept. I often wondered how praising someone else could leave me feeling encouraged.

Imagine my delight when the Lord revealed the answer to this mystery through Jesus’ praise and worship of the Father in Matthew 11:25-30.

Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this is what you were pleased to do.”

“…Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

An Invitation

Look at what follows Jesus’ praise, an invitation to rest. Jesus’ praise is also recorded in the book of Luke 10:21-24, and it ends with Him telling His disciples how blessed they are.

“Blessed are the eyes that see what you see. For I tell you that many prophets and kings wanted to see what you see but did not see it, and to hear what you hear but did not hear it.”

I like what the apostle Peter says, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In His great mercy He has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade.[i]

It’s no wonder we’re transformed in the midst of His praises, for it ushers us into His rest. It reminds us of the Father’s unfailing love and that we’re not alone in this. I don’t believe God is seeking praise for Himself, scripture testifies to this. I believe praying, fasting and praise is how we submit our efforts to the Spirit. I see these signs of submission being received as a gentle tug on God’s garment. Like the woman with the issue blood (see Mark 5:21-34/Luke 8:40-48), our tug draws power from God.

Rejuvenation, strength, hope, peace and rest flows to us effortlessly simply because we desire it, we desire Him. It’s not a way to manipulate God into doing things for you, if that’s your intent, you won’t receive His gift. You can’t manipulate for something that is freely given.

Be encouraged children of God. In every situation praise Him and let His Spirit take you to new heights in Him. In Jesus name. Amen.

“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and He helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise Him.”[ii]


[i] 1 Peter 1:3-4

[ii] Psalm 28:7

A Sister’s Faith

It was the winter of 1977 I was about 2 ½ years old when my dad was rushed to the emergency room because he was having trouble breathing. The doctor’s said that he had some form of pneumonia but they couldn’t figure out what type of pneumonia he had and on top of that his lungs were filling up with fluid. His blood oxygen levels were extremely low so low that he should have been unconscious but by grace he was still with us. My father’s condition was something this doctor had never seen before so he quickly got on the phone and spoke with doctor’s and specialist throughout the nation and in Europe and not a single one could figure out what strain of pneumonia he had or how to properly treat him. Around 2 am that morning the doctor pulled my mom aside and told her that my father will not make it through the night and that now was the time to notify his next of kin. She called my dad’s sister, my Aunt Sadie in Florida, it was around 6 am her time. When my mother told my aunt what was going on, my aunt boldly declared, “My brother will not die!” When my aunt hung up she got back on the phone and left a message for the school she worked for to let them know that she would not be in that day. She then fell on her knees and cried out to God and entered in to a
holy fast and prayer for her brother. She made a vow to God that she would not move until He moved in her brother’s life. Around 10:30 am (Florida time) my aunt’s phone rings and she’s led to answer it, it was my mom who told her that my dad made a spontaneous recovery, these were the doctor’s exact words. It was a miracle according to them but I know it was the victorious hand of God and His response to “a sister’s faith”.

The Doctor’s still don’t know what exactly happened to my father or how he recovered but I believe that my dad’s story is like the story of the man who had been born blind that Jesus healed. The disciples asked Jesus, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” And Jesus answered, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but that the works of God should be revealed in him.” (John 9:1-3 NKJV) My dad became deathly ill not because of sin but so the mighty works of God and the power of intercessory prayer can be revealed in him.