Hope you have had a great Memorial Day weekend and that somewhere in your holiday you remembered to stop and give thanks for the gift that we have in America.....a gift that has been bought again and again by the sacrifice of brave young men and women who have given their very lives to protect us and keep us free. I often worry that a three day holiday gives us so much time to recreate that we forget the reason that we celebrate. Memorial Day is about remembering and giving thanks.
The 8th Psalm is one of my favorite. How majestic is the name of the Lord. For much of the early history of the people called Israel, The name of God was so holy that they did not speak it.....they didn't even write it....YWH was his name. But they ascribed great wonders to his name. The thunder that rumbled in the night and the lightning that flashed between heaven and earth was from God. The billowing clouds, the cool night wind gave testimony to his presence. There was power in the name...Jehovah, Yahweh, El Elyon-God most high, Elohim-Creator God, El Shaddai, Jehovah Jireh-my provider, Jehovah Raphi-healer, Jehovah Shalom-God of Peace and many, many more. the name of God should inspire wonder and awe, it should cause us to bow our head and our knee. All around us is proof of our God, how can anyone not see and/or hear and know.
One of the senior high youth said something most profound to me about our little faith the other day. He said that we have the vision of a fruit fly. That tiny insect that lives for but 24 hours. Our understanding is but a fragment of God's glory and power.
Why not sit on your deck or porch or out in the yard tonight and look at the marvel and intricacy of creation around you. Why not write your own psalm of praise. Give God Glory...it is his due and it will get us in practice for the day when we stand before his throne and all the mysteries of the universe are revealed to us.
O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!