O Thou Whose face is the object of my adoration, Whose beauty is my sanctuary, Whose habitation is my goal, Whose praise is my hope, Whose providence is my companion, Whose love is the cause of my being, Whose mention is my solace, Whose nearness is my desire, Whose presence is my dearest wish and highest aspiration,…
Bahá’u’lláh
I said this prayer this morning and “Whose praise is my hope” struck me. I never thought of getting praise from God before, even though I have said this prayer many, many times. The idea of God praising ME is hard for me to get my head around. What would praise FROM God look/sound like?
Of course, this is one of those tricky phrases whose meaning can be reversed. It is my HOPE to praise God, which makes more sense and until this morning, that is the way I understood it.
But the thought that God would praise me is interesting and unanswerable. I have no clue what form that praise would take. Would I even recognize it for what it was?
There is so much in just these few phrases that I quoted above. I will have to address some of it later.