Today’s post is part of our Psalm Saturdays series from guest blogger Robert Chamberlain. You can contact him by sending a message to bobjc88 @ gmail.com. You can also find him at his new blog at www.roberlain.blogspot.com .
Psalm 19:1–6 (ESV)
1 The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.
2 Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.
3 There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.
4 Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun,
5 which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber, and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy.
6 Its rising is from the end of the heavens, and its circuit to the end of them, and there is nothing hidden from its heat.
You may have seen the Louis Giglio video where he superimposes the sound of a star imploding (if I remember correctly) with whale song to Chris Tomlin’s How Great Is Our God- the universal remix as it were. Well the heavens are declaring that they are God’s handiwork to the praise of His glory! I often think how sad it is we have so much light pollution, because it blinds us to the much greater light of stars that are reflecting the majesty of the Almighty.
The language of creation is universal. Everyone except fools understand that creation points to a Creator. We don’t doubt that the electronic devices we read this on are created- well how much more the infinitely more complex human brain- never mind the entire cosmos!
The solar system is like a tent for the sun. Eventually God will pack up the tent and establish the permanent dwelling place of the light of His awesomeness- the new creation. But for now the sun is like a bridegroom rushing to meet his bride from one end of the heavens to the other!
The sun is like a joyful bridegroom, lighting up our lives with colourful, bright life. How much more than such an inanimate object should we be filled with joy at the wonder of our Maker, who delights in us! Mankind is an anomaly in creation when he refuses to worship his Creator.
“Our Master and Maker, how we worship You, for You have made all things well. Thank You for how creation reflects Your glory, may we do so too, to the praise of Your majesty, amen.”
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