“O Lord, how manifold are your works!
In wisdom have you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.”
“Praise him, O heaven and earth,
the seas and all that move in them.”
“The heavens proclaim the glory of God.
The skies display his craftsmanship.
Day after day they continue to speak;
night after night they make him known.
They speak without a sound or word;
their voice is never heard.
Yet their message has gone throughout the earth,
and their words to all the world.
God has made a home in the heavens for the sun.
It bursts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding.
It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race.
The sun rises at one end of the heavens
and follows its course to the other end.
Nothing can hide from its heat.”
Look. Look and wonder. Look and yearn. Look, and don’t miss the pointers. Look at the simple and everyday, and work to discern the messages pointing toward the invisible world. Pointing toward the Maker and inhabitants of that invisible world. Toward God, from whom nothing is hidden, and from whom you were given life. A life given for a magnificent purpose: that you’d look and know and bow before His glory, and that in the knowing you’d experience joy inexpressible, in this life now, and in the one to come:
“Then I looked again, and I heard the voices of thousands and millions of angels around the throne and of the living beings and the elders. And they sang in a mighty chorus:
“Worthy is the Lamb who was slaughtered—
to receive power and riches
and wisdom and strength
and honor and glory and blessing.””