Have you ever stood at the edge of a great height and looked down? From the safety of an intervening window, there is a panorama spread out before you. But if you’re standing on a ledge, there is the immediate danger of falling precipitously.
Bertha, My Sidekick, My Sister, My Nobody
She wasn’t a sidekick,
Well, not really,
Just kicked aside
You know what I mean
A nobody with a broom
Or a mop and a pail
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When I Look at Your Heavens . . .
In Psalm 8, David can hardly contain his wonder at the beauty and glory of God’s creation, but it isn’t long before, like the rest of us, his eyes turn again to himself and he is humbled.
When I look at your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
The God who set the heavens into motion not only deigns to be mindful of us, sinful creatures though we be, but in His grace through Jesus Christ cares for you, cares for me. This humbling reflection must be a part of our daily life, charging every thought and deed, else surely we will be bereft of the most glorious gift of all, the ability to worship Him wholeheartedly as the psalmist who begins and ends with this paean of praise:
O LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
(Psalm 8: 1, 9)
Non nobis, non nobis, Domine Sed nomini tuo da gloriam. Not to us, O Lord, not us! But to Thy name be the glory!