As I ran along the shores of the ocean this morning, I marveled, as always, at the splendor and majesty of the rhythmic crashing of the surf. It was such a striking contrast to the gloom of the national headlines.
God’s creation points us all to His eternal power and divine nature and sure enough, the power of the ocean during this particular run pointed me right back to it’s creator for my profound moment of the day (as usual, my aha! moment, happened during a run!)
“…His eternal power and divine nature have been clearly seen, being
understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse.” (Romans 1:20)
It was on this most glorious, blue sky, ocean side beach run that I noted to myself, with a smile as I ran, that apparently the ocean had not gotten the memo that the world economy was crumbling. I looked up to the mountains and saw them, like they always did, standing in a posture of praise, looking to the heavens. They too have obviously not read in the Wall Street Journal about the world food shortage crisis. The seagulls of the air and the fawn of the forest were still about their business. No late nights with CNN for these creatures fretting over the energy crisis.
Even the rocks will cry out if we don’t praise Him. They aren’t waiting for us to stop praising Him to lift their praises. They seem to inherently know who their Maker is. “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork” (Psalms 19:1). We could learn something from this.
No grumbling. No panic. No concern about anything more than what their Creator set them here to do. And they do it, and do it every day to their best ability pointing to His full glory.
It’s why nature has such a way of settling peace on my soul like nothing else can – because it’s here that God’s order is simply: being.
I left this run realizing that come what may, I know who my God is. His Order is what is in charge. The world will remain in color and not revert to a black and white version of itself. The rivers will still run. The Ocean will still rage. The mountains will still boldly look to the heavens.
This “perfect storm” world crisis is going to be OK.
No, it’s going to be glorious…look whose in charge.
America, come what may, remember this:
“Your throne, O God, is forever and ever…”Heb. 1:9