One of my favorite psalm poems in the Bible is number 19:

 

  The celestial realms announce God’s glory;
the skies testify of His hands’ great work.
Each day pours out more of their sayings;
each night, more to hear and more to learn.
Inaudible words are their manner of speech,
and silence, their means to convey.
Yet from here to the ends of the earth, their voices have gone out;
the whole world can hear what they say.

Psalm 19:1-4 (The VOICE translation)

 

Those words, recorded thousands of years ago, still echo and resonate with me today.  Although I rarely see the fullness of the starry skies because of urban light pollution, I can fathom the greatness of the universe without too much toil.  An old tried-and true allegorical, and a bit tired, book Hinds Feet on High Places, which I read in college years speaks to this conception of the created world as singing praise to, and living in awe of the Holy One.

 

In the hurried rhythms and often slumbersome routines of daily life, we neglect to stand in awe of creation, taking in the quiet yet boisterous beauty in which we live and are.  A beauty that is merely a representation, or a guide to a deeper beauty and truth underneath all that we see.  Take five minutes today to stand in awe of the beauty in the world.  Watch the sunrise, or sunset, listen to the spring birds returning (at least where I live), feel the coolness of he dirt, or looks for spouting leaves on bushes.  How does what you contemplate, place you in awe of the Divine One who is the source of all, or the unmoved mover (as God was often called in Medieval Times)?  How do these moments of reverence calm your breathing, reorient your thoughts, illuminate the possibilities in life?

 

Read all of Psalm 19 HERE.