I opened the Bible to Psalm 8, a psalm of worship to God, or
wonder at his creation and the wonderful, undeserved love he has for us. It reads:
“Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory
in
the heavens.
Through the praise of children and infants
you have established a stronghold against your enemies,
to
silence the foe and the avenger.
When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is mankind
that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?
You have made them a little lower than the angels
and crowned them with glory and honor.
You made them rulers over the works of your hands;
you put everything under their feet:
all flocks and herds,
and the animals of the wild,
the birds in the sky,
and the fish in the sea,
all that swim the paths of the seas.
Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!”
Wow. I was
stopped in my ask-ask-ask take-take-take prayers to God and suddenly caught up
in praise that He has set in motion time itself. That He has given me life. I raised my arms in worship until they were sore.
And here’s the thing – the rest, all those things I had
lined up to demand from God – they were gone. In those moments of worship they no longer mattered, they
were already known to the God who fills the skies and the oceans; the fields
and the wild mountain passes. I
was known to Him. My cares, my
worries, my burdens. And from that
came great joy.
I walked away from time with God today with a light
yoke. If you are feeling burdened
down this morning, maybe you too can turn to God in worship, not request, and
through the awesomeness of God find He has taken your cares on to himself. For He cares for you.
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