I can make God happy It seems silly to praise God, telling Him how great he is.  He knows that. We don’t go round saying and repeating, like they’re stupid they didn’t hear the first time, that our mum or coach is great.  But if you do the right thing, God gets happy.  He put you on Earth to see if you could, and if you can, which ain’t always easy, He is chuffed.

If you are gonna say your mum or coach is great, don’t tell them. Tell others. If you do do something right that God or mum or coach was hoping you could do, Bingo!  That is when you can acknowledge, quietly, that is wasn’t just you that got it right.

The hymn Amazing Grace is powerful and I play it for peace going to sleep, but one verse riles me .

1. When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
   Bright shining as the sun,
   We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
   Than when we’d first begun.

Oh yeah. Infinity is a long time. Got that bit right. 10,000 years is nothing. Correct. We are gonna be singing God’s praise for the first 10,000 years, and that is the start?  Is there another option? Wouldn’t God be happy if we were surfing or something?  Mix up the good times a bit?