Passwords

Passwords are driving me absolutely and completely crazy!  Every single account I have requires me to come up with a user name and then the dreaded password to protect me.  Protect me from who or what??  I know that there are some really important big wigs who are managing multimillion dollar accounts, doing business that ranks up there with James Bond, or who know top secret information that they would have to kill me if I found out, but come on I don’t even do my banking on line!  Even still I am told not to use the same password for every account because then if my secret password is hacked, I have allowed entry into all of my accounts.  Do I really care if you get into my Pinterest account, my crocs account, or my Mary Maxim account.  Would the world come to an end if you knew my facebook password, my church prayer leader password, or my epatterns password?   None of them have any credit card information on them.  Why does my blog need a secret password?  I thought I wanted people to find my blog.  But I am compliant and scour my little brain trying to come up with some cute little password that I can remember forever.  Now if that was just one password I might be okay, but that is not reality.  I have a lot of accounts and that means I have a lot of those cute little passwords that I thought I would always be able to remember that I have forgotten.  So then to try and remember every password I have ever dreamed up, I am told to be sure I write them down BUT NOT in a word document on my computer.  Oh no!  If someone hacks my computer they now have access to all of my secret private passwords.  So I write down all my super-secret passwords on a plain white piece of notebook paper.  Where is that plain white piece of notebook paper?  I can’t remember!!!!!!!!  When I am even older and even more senile and I am just rambling random words or phrases, write them down because they will  be all those super-secret passwords I have been trying to remember and you will have access to a wealth of prayer and crafting accounts.

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I will have to say that God frequently makes me laugh and when I read Psalm 89: 15 – 18 I just had to shake my head and laugh. It was one of those ROFL moments.   “Blessed are the people who know the passwords…”  Now that is just funny!!!  After I had ranted and raved because I could not remember a password and then went through the process of resetting the password and finally gaining access to MY account, I read that people who know the passwords are blessed.  God had me hooked so I continued to read.

Ps 89: 15 – 18  Blessed are the people who know the passwords of praise,

who shout on parade in the bright presence of God.

Delighted, they dance all day long; they know

who you are, what you do—they can’t keep it quiet!

Your vibrant beauty has gotten inside us—

you’ve been so good to us! We’re walking on air!

All we are and have we owe to God,

Holy God of Israel, our King!

The not-so secret password that grants me access into the King of Kings is "PRAISE" and God just wrote it down in plain sight in His word for all of us to know.  We are now eight days into November and I have written the password “PRAISE” on my heart and on my mind and just to be safe there is now a lime green post-a-note on my refrigerator (a place I frequent often) that says "PRAISE".  I am praying that we will all remember the not-so-secret password that allows us to enter into the presence of God and all He has to offer.

Tell all your friends that the password is "PRAISE".