I come from a "church background" where typically noise is denoted with praise. The louder we sing, the more we clap, the larger the crescendo of the instruments the more passionate our praise. And, might I add, the more measurably meaningful our worship.
At least, that is what I was taught.
But just because someone says it, doesn't mean it is so. Which is why when I recently stumbled on this verse during my daily Bible reading it provoked some thought. I've read plenty of verses that associate noise with worship.
Yet, to God, even SILENCE is praise.
I can't help but wonder if sometimes our silence before God is more sincere and heartfelt than all of the noise we make in an attempt to praise Him.
Sometimes it is the only response we can muster when we are truly in awe of Him.
Has there ever been a time when you've praised God with silence?