“Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise His holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all His benefits” (Psalm 103:1-2).


Worship comes from the Greek word “proskuneo,” which is found 60 times in the New Testament.

The preposition “pros” means toward or near, while a probable derivative of the word is “kyōn,” which means dog. It means “to kiss, like a dog licking his master’s hand” according to Strong’s Concordance.

I always found that out of place, but if you have a dog, it’s a match made in heaven.

Our dog, Teddy Bear, is about a year and a half old.

Everyone who enters our house loathes how he greets them.

You can’t get a foot in the door without him ready to pounce, kissing you and acting like you left him for a month.

I read the book “Puppies for Dummies” front to back, which tells you not to give a dog any attention until he calms down. Turn away and don’t look at him, or cover your face.

I’m telling you, it just doesn’t work with Ted. He doesn’t calm down nor does he stop jumping until you acknowledge his presence, pet him and maybe give him a treat (or long overdue leftovers).

Martin Luther once said, “Ah, if I could only pray the way that dog looks at meat.”

Apart from the obvious analogy of worshiping God with reckless abandon like a dog with its master, what I love about Teddy is even after I scold him, avoid him, run out of treats, forget to change his water, don’t give him a walk or play fetch with him all day, his love for me doesn’t change.

The opening to Psalm 103 is that we praise God for who He is and then praise Him for what He’s done.

If we get that backwards—praising God for His “benefits” first—when those good things stop coming, we realize we were praising God all along for what He gives, not for who He is.

Of all people, David knew if you only praise God when there is an abundance of benefits, then you never really praised God for His beauty.

I’d much rather follow a God of character than a God of circumstances.

A.W. Tozer wrote, “We wonder why we don’t have faith; the answer is, faith is confidence in the character of God and if we don’t know what kind of God God is, we can’t have faith.”

I remember one of my best friends asked his girlfriend to the high school prom by driving her blindfolded to different spots that held significant meaning to them.

I’m not about being blindfolded in the passenger seat, but I do know there’s something to trust in that story.

You may not know the what, when, where, why or how to your circumstances, but you know the Who. You can be blindfolded by a situation, but still praising God with every step because He is good, faithful, wise, loving, gracious, perfect and mighty to save.


>Who is God to you?

>Do you trust Him even if things aren’t lining up?