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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Psalm 8, The Message

God, brilliant Lord, yours is a household name.

Nursing infants gurgle choruses about you;
toddlers shout the songs
That drown out enemy talk,
and silence atheist babble.

I look up at your macro-skies, dark and enormous,
your handmade sky-jewelry,
Moon and stars mounted in their settings.
Then I look at my micro-self and wonder,
Why do you bother with us?
Why take a second look our way?

Yet we've so narrowly missed being gods,
bright with Eden's dawn light.
You put us in charge of your handcrafted world,
repeated to us your Genesis-charge,
Made us lords of sheep and cattle,
even animals out in the wild,
Birds flying and fish swimming,
whales singing in the ocean deeps.

God, brilliant Lord,
your name echoes around the world.

For some reason, I had similar thoughts to these of God today. Strangely enough, I think what made me think along these lines was when I was driving to/from work and church responsibilities and I saw two separate cars that each had a dog riding in the passenger seat with it's head out the window in the wind. I couldn't help but wish that I could drive with my head out the window, enjoying the majesty of creation. How can you see and yet not understand? Praise the Lord that my heart was not (and hopefully will never be) hardened to the splendor of my King.

2 comments:

Grace said...

Wonderful post! I especially love how The Message Translation describes the beginning part of this Psalm as..."Nursing infants gurgle choruses about You." That line made me smile!

Also, loved your comment about the dogs with their heads hanging out of the windows. Isn't wonderful how God made us to enjoy Him, and what He has made?!!! Even "dumb" animals know this, too bad so many people don't!

Unknown said...

How fun that I have been sharing this Psalm with Karin in the last few days! As for the dogs, just let you hand enjoy catching the breeze out the window. :)

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