Psalm 19:1-2 The heavens are telling of the glory of God; And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands. 2 Day to day pours forth speech, And night to night reveals knowledge.
As I was driving to an early meeting this morning I was struck by the beauty of the view. As the encroaching morning lifted night’s darkness I was able to see the infancy of another beautiful day here in Omaha. Here in mid-spring everything is green and we have been blessed with countless days governed by sunny blue skies. As I drove I wondered how many of these days God has in the providential magazine.
It just seems that everyday comes with such routine that we forget the beauty and grace that accompanies each glorious display of divine mercy and love towards us his creation. Can you imagine the reaction to the day break in the garden? Or the reaction of Noah and his family following the rising of the day’s sun following the wrath induced flood? I can hardly imagine it was indifference.
Likewise, I am convicted of receiving each day with a sort of paganly inspired evangelical aloofness that fails to acknowledge the greatness of God in providing these seemingly ceaseless displays of his own glory.
Look at the green grass, the crisp shadows, the eye-squinting brightness of the sun and marvel at the creative beauty of God. All of these things though impeded and stained by our sin, are declaring his glory with unceasing zeal and exuberance to the praise and glory of God.
Today is a good day for the redeemed to sing a new song, a salvation song, through the accompaniment of the creation to our good and merciful God who so stylistically conducts the symphony of praise, to the honor and glory of his grace.