When God is no longer my King, it is only a matter of time before the song on my lips ceases to exist. Whereas at one time, there was a beautiful flow of praise and adoration to the Lord - there is now cynicism and sourness, murmuring and complaining because Mahlon is dead.

Chilion was the next to die. Have you ever thought, “What’s wrong with me? Why has the satisfaction which was once so sweet to me departed?” Could it be that you left the House of Bread and the Place of Praise?

You see, Naomi’s experience is a perfect picture of exactly what takes place when we leave the House of Bread and the Place of Praise: First, God is no longer our King; then the song departs from our heart; finally, satisfaction leaves our soul. It’s an order that is absolute and irrefutable. And we have all experienced it to some degree.