Moving towards the hope that was foretold.

Why do we not know the country whose citizens we are? because we have wandered so far away that we have forgotten it. But the Lord Christ, the king of the land, came down to us, and drove forgetfulness from our heart. God took to Himself our flesh so that He might be our way back.


Augustine.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Psalm 19 experience

 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.