Doxology Days

Every once in awhile I have an urge to sing the doxology:

"Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost."

Last week it happened as I was walking from my new office to the hotel I'd been staying at. The sun had finally come out after days of rain and clouds and as I walked in that sunlight I reflected on the ways that God had blessed me. There were the big things:

A misunderstanding about my wages cleared up.
A 1,000 dollar mistake in my favor caught.
An apartment found.

There were the small but important things:

A prayer request for a ride to the airport answered.
Lesson plans for the first day of class finished.
Satisfaction over the chance to do good work.

I walked in the sunlight and praised God. I'm grateful for doxology days. There are many kinds of days on earth. Not all of my days are filled with sunshine or spontaneous urges to sing. But my prayer is that more and more in all circumstances God is praised in my life.