“Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord from the heavens! Praise him from the skies! Praise him, all his angels! Praise him, all the armies of heaven! Praise him, sun and moon! Praise him, all you twinkling stars! Praise him, skies above! Praise him, vapors high above the clouds! Let every created thing give praise to the Lord, for he issued his command, and they came into being. He set them in place forever and ever. His decree will never be revoked.”
This morning as I stepped outside into the quiet and darkness of predawn there was a stunning display of stars in the clear sky.
Throughout his life, the psalmist David could draw from his many experiences as a shepherd watching over sheep during predawn. I suppose he could close his eyes and imagine the quietness as most all the things in his region were yet to be greeted by the first hint of morning light. He could remember what it was like to look heavenward in amazement of the Lord’s creation of stars, knowing God alone knew their number and names. David could remember the sight and sounds of birds as they began to respond to morning’s first light signaling the beginning activity of a new day. Perhaps he was able to watch as a young fawn emerged from the place its mother chose for it to spend the night hours resting just as I was able to observe this morning.
For the lover of God, all creation is a wonder and display of God’s magnificent and absolute creative power, a reminder that all is made by God and for God. Praise the Lord!
I am humbled by and in your presence this morning my Lord, King, and Savior. Who is like you? No one! You are magnificent and all you have made is a wonder to me and causes me to praise your name. You are exalted, worthy of all praise. Thank you for your love, your mercy, your grace, and for giving me genuine Zoe life to worship you forever. Amen.