Will the dust praise You?

"To you, O Lord, I cry,

  and to the Lord I plead for mercy:
“What profit is there in my death,  if I go down to the pit? 
Will the dust praise you?  Will it tell of your faithfulness?
Hear, O Lord, and be merciful to me!  O Lord, be my helper!”" (Psalm 30)

The happiest I have ever been has probably been in times when I have worshiped the Lord, when He has softened my heart and made me see Him and enjoy Him. I remember in the beginning days of my faith, listening and singing along "Worthy is the Lamb seated on His throne", with tears rolling down my face. Pure joy (what a paradox). I had learned to expect that every week at church, because every week my heart would melt, and the Lord would give me repentance and faith. And pure joy in His presence. But then something changed, I lost my first love. And then, every once in a while a moment like that would happen again, usually during communion at church. I cherish those moments like nothing else. That pure joy fills my heart and it's all satisfying. 

Life got crazier and it's become harder and harder to focus enough on the truths of the Bible to have such a strong impact on me. Sometimes I am so tired that I think I am not physically able to concentrate and think about those things in a focused enough way for them to have that impact. So I have gotten in the habit of praying for rest so that I would be able to praise Him. I pray for strength so that I would be able to honor Him with my life. I am amazed and thankful that He has shaped my thinking in such a way that I would be lead to pray that.

"Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?"