Were we born with “hallelujah” in our hearts like breath in our lungs?  The word “hallelujah” (or “halleluyah”) is the most ancient form of praise.  And I found out today from my friend who’s studying Greek that the word “hallelujah” is the same in all languages– from ancient Greek and Hebrew to modern-day English, Swahili, Chinese, Spanish, etc.  We all speak the word “hallelujah,” regardless of our native tongue.  How can that be?  Did the angels breathe this word of praise to all tribes and nations in ancient times, which was then passed down to each generation through oral history throughout the world?  It’s certainly a wondrous thought. 

C.S. Lewis wrote that our longings are “a music that resembles some earlier music that men are born remembering.”  Could it be the same with praise to our Creator?  Is each soul born to cry out with the same utterance on its lips?  Hallelujah to the Divine Light.  Hallelujah to the One in Whom all things find their beginning and end.  Hallelujah to I AM.

It brings me comfort, and not an insignificant measure of responsibility, to realize anew that we are all interconnected in our humanness.  That each of us is imbued with God’s image and with praise of Him in the very fabric of who we are.  Praise is the everlasting plot of the story of mankind.