A young man came up to me at the end of a sermon and shook my hand, “I can understand ‘God bless me’, but how can I ‘Bless God’?” What does it mean when we sing, ‘Bless the Lord, O My Soul?'”
I asked him, “Do you have any children?”
“Yes,” he replied, “I have a boy who is six and a girl who is five.”
I asked, “At Christmas time, do they ever give you a present?”
“Sure,” he replied.
“Where do they get the money,” I asked.
“Well, I give it to them,” he chuckled.
“That’s exactly it,” I said, “You pay for the Christmas presents your children give you. You’re so glad when they’re talking about it with their mother. They’re whispering secrets. They’re excited that they are going to surprise daddy. Then on Christmas morning. they come and say, ‘Daddy, here is a blessing for you.’ It ultimately came from you, but it was a blessing because it came back with their love.”
When we sing, “Bless the Lord, O My Soul”, we are praising Him with the blessings He puts in our lives.
Donald Grey Barnhouse