Sometimes I feel so sorry for myself I throw a pity party of epic proportions. But I’ve discovered something. That’s actually the moment when I need to something completely counterintuitive – praise the Lord. Doing this is not an attempt to appease God, deny my pain or butter up God. It’s a way of choosing God’s promises over my problems. And when I do, something happens every single time – I receive God’s gift of a brand new perspective.