When we look with wonder into the heavens at night, we connect with the billions of others who have lived on the earth through the centuries. There is in us a great awe as we survey the vastness of the heavens. We are inclined to speculate about where it all came from. For King David there was no doubt that his God had created all that he saw. And in creation, he saw the glory of his God. In Psalm 8 he voiced, “How majestic is your name in all the earth.”
In my quest to understand God, King David, “a man after God’s own heart” (See 1 Samuel 13:14), sets a perspective of God that is foundational. To understand God, I need to see how big he is. You can’t get any bigger than the creator of heaven and earth. Everything I know and understand, plus an infinite amount beyond, was created by God. He’s big! Yet he allows praise from the mouths of little children to silence his enemies. God is big, and he is humble.
What draws the attention of this mighty creator? Human beings are at the center of his creation. In our original state we were created just a little less than God himself. We are created in his image. He made us rulers over all the creature of the earth. David’s response to these thoughts; “How majestic is your name in all the earth!”
As I look into the night sky, the words of Psalm 8 always bring from deep in my soul a resounding praise. How amazing are you my God that you can create these limitless expanses, yet I am important to you. Thank you God for loving me, redeeming me, and giving me an eternal future with you.
This is a repost from last September. I began writing about Psalm 8 this week then as I went to save the computer told me I already had a post on Psalm 8. It said exactly what I wanted to say. So here it is with a copy of the Psalm from The Message.
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 animal out in the wild,
Birds flying and fish swimming, whales singing in the ocean deeps.
God, brilliant Lord, your name echoes around the world.