Psalm 19 1-6
For the director of music. A psalm of David. 1 The heavens declare the glory of God;the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
3 They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
4 Yet their voice[b] goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
5 It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
6 It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
I was picking up my son to go to a church event for the college group and this happened as I was waiting. Glorious, yes.
I thought of Psalm 19 right away, quoted above in part. At the conference the first speaker I heard was teaching from this exact text and others that show creation attesting to God's glory. He noted that the rocks, trees, and sky do a better job of glorifying God consistently than he does in his life outwardly.
I related to that. My life is still too much about me and my undeserved glory and too little about God and His deserved glory. I will never match that sunset, not in this life, but perhaps I can do as well as a rock at some point. If dirt can glorify God, so can I.
