David knew God delivered. He trusted He would deliver again. So he had confidence. AND he had no problem singing his praises publicly....even once embarassing his wife as he danced before the Lord (2 Sam. 6:14-15) as they brought the ark of the covenant to the City of David.
There are several images I love in the Bible...the father of the prodigal son, picking up his robes and running to his son; and David dancing before the Lord. Seriously, there is nothing more beautiful than an expression of love that cares not what the world thinks. These men knew from where they came...the father of the prodigal lost the son he loved, letting him go in his sin...waiting for him day after day. David had been saved many times from his own self as well as from his enemies. When you have been in the valley, and God met you there, you appreciate with every ounce of your body God's deliverance. And the rightful response is to praise Him for ALL to hear. There is no shame in that game.
I think of struggles with my own prodigal son; with teenage angst, hurt and rebellion of children as well as medical issues; the blending of a family; and loss and remember how God was there. I didn't get to skip the storm, but man did I get to experience the peace that surpasses understanding and deliverance. It helps me trust Him in my present troubles and cling to Him with a desperation and dependence that He deserves. And BOY, do I LOVE to praise Him. I told Ashley and John that if I ever die in a car accident it was because I forgot about where I was and was praising Jesus with the radio...and to not worry because I will have gone out the same way I will enter His presence...praising Him.
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