Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Praise God all creatures here below. Praise God above ye heavenly host. Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

The church of my youth did not give much attention to the trinity. Each Sunday, though, we would sing the Doxology.

From an early age I was troubled by the possible dilution of God's unity. But never enough to stop singing the Doxology.

Written by a 17th Century Anglican priest, today I will sing it in an Episcopal service, but still harbor unitarian sensitivities.

Whatever our sense of God -- and whatever our struggles -- it is a good and proper thing to praise God.

Asking doesn't hurt. Sharing our hurt can help. But robustly giving thanks and offering praise is theologically and psychologically Good.