MERRY MONDAY BY PARRIS
You crown the year with your bounty;
your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
the hills gird themselves with joy,
the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sing together for joy” Ps.65
I’ve been learning to sing with the whales and the stars of late. What’s so sad about that is I’ve been so stopped up for so long that I never heard them before or the many other thousand of creatures singing at me everyday. Recently in my morning devotions while walking I was overcome with some intense praying. I just couldn’t shake it, my universe was calm at the moment so there was no need for all of that drama. It was as if I heard the Lord speak to me, “what if all these tears through the years about your loved ones was really me praying through you for the city. You see Parris, I create hunger, I create the prayer within you.” I tell you I was undone. Ps.19 says, “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows his handiwork. Day unto day utter speech, and night unto night shows knowledge.There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.” Did you pick up how the day pours forth his speech? Everyday we are given a cornucopia of beautiful images that declare their speech along with ours back unto their maker. These creatures in fact take on a life all of their own as each created thing “dress” for the day’s celebration. Don’t you too want to be a part of the production that is all around you? But it just doesn’t stop with the voice or the many variety of species for in Ps.19 it talks about how the pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy, the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain, they shout and sing together for joy! We can become a part of the harmonious praise back to God because we are recipients of his great bounty. I mean the mountains are singing and the valleys are shouting! The psalmist has hit upon something of immense theological and ecological significance: that “all creatures of our God and king” have a God-given voice to “lift up and sing.” They have been given back their voice and can you imagine what they are singing? HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD FOR STARTERS! There are a hundred billion galaxies all making noise about just how great is our God. I better join in with them for if the stars are made to worship, so will I!