I’ve been reflection on the beginning of Psalm 19 recently. “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard. Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world.”
I’ve always found the concept of creation singing and declaring God’s glory fascinating. Creation is generally inanimate. It doesn’t move by its own volition. It certainly doesn’t talk. Yet here it describes the sky proclaiming God’s handiwork.
I often admire creation. I think I’ve mentioned that before. Creation makes me wonder how people can’t see the truth of God. How can such beauty be created by nothing? That doesn’t make sense in my brain. But creation isn’t just evidence to God’s existence, it is there to sing His praises and proclaim His glory.
That’s a little hard to picture, but when I think of a sunset, I see beauty that points me to God. I suppose that the sunset is doing its job, then: pointing me to the Father. It proclaims His glory though artistry.
I do wonder though, in the new heaven and new earth, will creation itself move and sing and praise? Will there be trees running around hollering their hallelujahs? Will a pile of rocks sing four-part harmony along with our music? Will the clouds spell out God’s greatness across the sky? I don’t know. But I wonder. It’s interesting to try to imagine, anyway.
When it comes down to it, I have no idea what things like this mean, or what will happen in the future. But I do know that it can’t hurt to think about it. Scripture is so rich with meaning and truth—it certainly can’t hurt to spend a little more of my day with that running through my head.
