God’s glory is on tour in the skies, God-craft on exhibit across the horizon. Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening.
Their words aren’t heard, their voices aren’t recorded, But their silence fills the earth: unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.
-Psalms 19:1-4 (MSG)
What a beautiful illustration David makes here. The universe is God’s art gallery, and the sky is his canvas. His glory and goodness is all around us.
I think sometimes we need a reminder of powerful God is and how finite we are. His “bigness” contrasted with our “smallness” helps to put life in the proper perspective.
One thing I’ve always loved about Carolina basketball is the tradition that Dean Smith started of pointing to the person who passed you the ball before you scored. It’s a simple nod to the passer acknowledging, “You got me the ball… You were a part of this… It wasn’t all just me.”
In these verses David also makes the point that God’s creation is constantly speaking to us, pointing us back to him. It’s sort of like his signature on the painting. Sort of like the scorer pointing back to the player who made the assist. It’s as though nature itself is talking back at us saying, “No, no, no… I know I’m beautiful, intricate and all that jazz, but I didn’t just happen. Someone else had a part in all of this, and I’ll show you who.”
So maybe the question isn’t so much, “Has God revealed himself to me?” but rather, “Are my eyes open?”
I’ve never been much of an X-Files fan, but Mulder and Sculley were right about one thing: the truth is out there.
