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. 7 The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul. The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy, making wise the simple. 8 The precepts of the Lord are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the Lord are radiant, giving light to the eyes. 9 The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever. The decrees of the Lord are firm, and all of them are righteous. 10 They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the honeycomb. 11 By them your servant is warned; in keeping them there is great reward. 12 But who can discern their own errors? Forgive my hidden faults. 13 Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then I will be blameless, innocent of great transgression. 14 May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.
It’s amazing what enlightened eyes see. The writer has by the grace of God, been given eyes to see His God, to connect with Him … and then, wherever he looks, all over creation, He recognises the finger prints of his Father. Sometimes just focusing on the natural beauty around us can bring us back into a place of praise and thankfulness that allows us to enter the courts of God and go through the gates into His presence with praise. Once again the psalmist gives me a key to journeying this life. When things get confusing and tricky my tendency is to narrow my focus on to the thing that’s bringing the worry and I lose the big picture – and in losing the big picture, I lose hope.
But I am reminded that I need to lift my eyes and behold my God – in creation, in the night sky, in the beautiful flower, in the beauty that can be found in the humanity around me … and the thankfulness and praise that is stirred in a my heart when it is open to the handiwork of God leads me into His presence.
Oh my God, may I every moment lift my eyes to behold you in everything around me. You are there to be found. Amen
Written by Rosie Walker