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The Heavens Declare His Glory

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I’m a visual learner. I can listen to a speaker, take notes, and try to remember everything I’m hearing, but a displayed picture lingers in my mind creating prolonged memory. Now don’t get me wrong—I love words, reading and writing them, but an image speaks volumes. A picture expresses clearly, with images, colors, and descriptors, a notion that can’t be explained any other way. A picture is worth a thousand words. 


That adage seems to be as old as time. It’s been credited to several people from across the globe. It’s been used by many people all over the world. It’s easily understood because a picture is worth a thousand words.


God expresses Himself to me with His pictures. Our Creator God is the best Artist I know. Sometimes when I’m driving down the road, the sky speaks volumes to me, broadcasting His glory and His presence. At times His pictures have been so breathtaking that I’ve had to pull over and take a snapshot of His beauty. Of course the images linger in my mind, but I want permanent pictures to observe every now and then. They give me pause to listen to the heart of God.  


Creation and Scripture witness to the majesty of our Lord God Almighty. Allow these pictures (that I’ve taken on the way to work), Scriptures, and quotes to resonate within your heart and mind as you meditate upon the power of a Mighty God and His saving grace.   



The heavens declare the glory of God,
and the sky proclaims the work of His hands.
Day after day they pour out speech;
night after night they communicate knowledge.
There is no speech; there are no words;
their voice is not heard.
Their message has gone out to all the earth,
and their words to the ends of the world.

In the heavens He has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a groom coming from the bridal chamber;
it rejoices like an athlete running a course.
It rises from one end of the heavens
and circles to their other end;
nothing is hidden from its heat.

The instruction of the Lord is perfect,
renewing one’s life;
the testimony of the Lord is trustworthy,
making the inexperienced wise.
The precepts of the Lord are right,
making the heart glad;
the command of the Lord is radiant,
making the eyes light up.
The fear of the Lord is pure,
enduring forever;
the ordinances of the Lord are reliable
and altogether righteous.
They are more desirable than gold—
than an abundance of pure gold;
and sweeter than honey,
which comes from the honeycomb.
In addition, Your servant is warned by them;
there is great reward in keeping them.

Who perceives his unintentional sins?
Cleanse me from my hidden faults.
Moreover, keep Your servant from willful sins;
do not let them rule over me.
Then I will be innocent
and cleansed from blatant rebellion.
May the words of my mouth
and the meditation of my heart
be acceptable to You,
Lord, my rock and my Redeemer.
  Psalm 19 (HCSB)

                                               


I exalt You, my God the King,
and praise Your name forever and ever.
I will praise You every day;
I will honor Your name forever and ever.

Yahweh is great and is highly praised;
His greatness is unsearchable.
One generation will declare Your works to the next
and will proclaim Your mighty acts.
I will speak of Your splendor and glorious majesty
and Your wonderful works.
They will proclaim the power of Your awe-inspiring acts,
and I will declare Your greatness.
They will give a testimony of Your great goodness
and will joyfully sing of Your righteousness.
Psalm 145:1-7 (HCSB)



The greatness of God’s power to create and design and form and mold and make and build and arrange defies the limits of our imagination. And since He created everything, there is nothing beyond His power to fix or mend or heal or restore.  
                                               —Anne Graham Lotz



Hallelujah!
How good it is to sing to our God,
for praise is pleasant and lovely.

The Lord rebuilds Jerusalem;
He gathers Israel’s exiled people.
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
He counts the number of the stars;
He gives names to all of them.
Our Lord is great, vast in power;
His understanding is infinite. 
The Lord helps the afflicted
but brings the wicked to the ground.

Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;
play the lyre to our God, 
who covers the sky with clouds,
prepares rain for the earth,
and causes grass to grow on the hills. 
He provides the animals with their food,
and the young ravens, what they cry for.
Psalm 147:1-9 (HCSB)



Praise the Lord!

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