

Psalm 19: 1-4, 14
The heavens are telling the glory of God; and the firmament proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours forth speech, and night to night declares knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words; their voice is not heard; yet their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world.
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable to you, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.
I am fascinated by celestial bodies: their emergence into view, their abiding presence, and their gradual disappearance. Sunrise, sunset, star glimmers, moon glows – I set aside time to be still and watch them. I scurry to find vistas with the most unobstructed view…and I mourn the moments when somebody says to me “wow, did you see the sunrise, (or sunset, or moon, etc) this morning” and I realize that I was too busy to see it.
There is something primal about celestial proclamation, isn’t there? Without words or speech the heavens tell the glory of God. All creatures respond in their own way to the rhythm of day and night…the ebb and flow and quality of illumination. All it takes is one or two instances of “sitting” with the creatures and creation at the threshold of day into night or dawn into day and the rhythm of sound and activity will speak of the order and flow of life.
My heart this morning reaches out directly to the psalmist….what time of day was it when this poetry was first articulated? It could have been any moment of any day….since these words were first uttered they have echoed throughout time to help unleash the mute or muffled voices in praise.
Nomatter what the time of day, the closing words of the psalm ring true: Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable to you, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.
Words…thoughts…how does your speech and every subtle thought of your mind (which of course is known intimately by God) point to the glory and amazing love of God? How can you embrace the presence of God's lavish love so that you participate in the "song" of the psalmist.
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