I scribbled the word extol down in my journal. A google search later, I had the Hebrew word.
Yadah. It means "to throw, cast."
What an beautiful picture. I will throw every praise I can think at the Lord. With all my heart I will cast praise upon praise toward Him. I will launch thanksgiving.
I think of a little kid, throwing a tantrum. He flings every movable object within his grasp across the room and with satisfaction, watches it thud. Now, change the motive. Keep the image in your mind, but instead of stuff propelled by anger, it's flying out of praise. We are flinging every movable object within our hearts toward the God of the universe. It's the motion of praise.
What battles are you facing today? Did you know, dear friend, it is not your job to win them? It is His, the One whose deeds are glorious and majestic (111:3). Your part is only this: Fling. Heave. Hurl. Lob praise onto your Father. Yes, even before you understand all the circumstances. He knows. And this day He ordained for you (Ps. 139:16). He holds. We throw.