I got up this morning in time to see
the peak of a lunar eclipse. I could see the shape of the moon in the western
sky, but it was dull and faded looking. As the minutes passed, a sliver of
bright light began to emerge at the top of the moon. It continued to work its
way down the face of the moon until it was almost completely uncovered. As I
drove to my office, I was blessed by two contrasting sights. On the western
horizon sat a large full moon, with just a hint of shadow at the bottom. On the
eastern horizon I could see a bright orange glow as the sun began to rise. It
was a magnificent sight. At that moment, I thought of the words from the
Psalmist; the heavens declare the glory of God. This morning was a visual,
tangible example of that very truth.
I settled into my chair at my office
to begin my morning devotions. I wrote several thoughts in my journal,
including some remarks about the glory of the morning. Then I opened my Bible
to the place marker. The words leapt off of the page.
Psalm 19:1-6
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his
hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display
knowledge.
There is no speech or language
where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens he has pitched a tent for
the sun,
which is like a bridegroom coming forth
from his pavilion,
like a champion rejoicing to run his
course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is hidden from its heat.
This was no coincidence. God was
clearly speaking to me about His glory and His presence. The message was clear;
I am here!
There have been times in my life
when I have struggled with feeling God’s presence. In my head, I know the
reality of God. I know that He is, and that He is everywhere present. Yet I struggle with feeling like He is far
away, or is not paying attention to me. King David often struggled with these
very same thoughts. He recorded them over and over again in the Psalms.
Over the past couple of months, I
have been struggling with discerning God’s leading and direction in my life. I
have wondered about what God’s plan might be. I have dreamed about what could
be, and have had some of those dreams dashed. I have agonized over the feeling
that I may have lost my way, or that I may, in some way, be hindering God’s
plan. Just this week, several things have happened that will directly affect my
journey in the near future. I have faced these decisions with both hope and
apprehension. Then the dawn came.
This morning I was reminded that God
is still on the throne. I don’t know all that the future holds, but I do know
who holds the future. Whatever the outcome of recent events, God’s plan will
move forward. God’s glory will be revealed.
Psalm 19:1
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his
hands.
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