“Bless the Lord, O my soul!
O Lord my God, you are very great!
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
covering yourself with light as with a garment,
stretching out the heavens like a tent.
He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters;
he makes the clouds his chariot;
he rides on the wings of the wind;
he makes his messengers winds,
his ministers a flaming fire.
He set the earth on its foundations,
so that it should never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
At your rebuke they fled;
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight.
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down
to the place that you appointed for them.
You set a boundary that they may not pass,
so that they might not again cover the earth.
You make springs gush forth in the valleys;
they flow between the hills;
they give drink to every beast of the field;
the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
Beside them the birds of the heavens dwell;
they sing among the branches.
From your lofty abode you water the mountains;
the earth is satisfied with the fruit of your work.
You cause the grass to grow for the livestock
and plants for man to cultivate,
that he may bring forth food from the earth
and wine to gladden the heart of man,
oil to make his face shine
and bread to strengthen man’s heart…
He made the moon to mark the seasons;
the sun knows its time for setting.
You make darkness, and it is night,
when all the beasts of the forest creep about…
Man goes out to his work
and to his labor until the evening.
O Lord, how manifold are your works!
In wisdom have you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.” Psalm 104:1-15,19-20,23-24
One of the myriad aspects of God’s creation is the exquisite and indescribable mystery of floating orbs that are fixed by orbits and gravity. From His lofty abode the Lord has designed and ordered earth, sky and sea to sustain life and make it flourish. His plans and craft are indeed beyond tracing out!
There are times life seems to float, suspended above reason, or spinning out of control, peace-less and chaotic. We have no clear direction, we can’t tell up from down, we’re drowning in confusion, or parched in spirit. Our days are a swirl and clash of urgent and emotion.
But in the midst, our Lord is nigh, the fixed axis of every revolution. He holds steady His reins, and His tools. Behind every gush and upheaval, His power controls. He is our firm foundation, He holds us inextricably secure. We, our failures, fears, families, fortunes, futures, are never out of His control.
What areas or incidences at present seem out of control, floating outside of reason or goodness? What if we looked at these situations in the realm of God’s sovereign creation and control, part of His grand purposeful order? How can my worship be enhanced by surrender to God’s fixed plan and graciousness?
Great Father, enlarge my vision and trust in all that transpires. May I sing to You as long as I live, sing praise to You while I have my being. May my meditation be pleasing to You, and my rejoicing exalt Your glory forever. (Psalm 104:31-34)