All Creation Sings

Got up at 3:30 this morning to go sit in the woods with my son. No, I’m not giving him some strange sort of sleep deprivation punishment. We were scouting turkey in advance of next week’s spring turkey season.

As we sat there in the quiet, watching the sun rise, listening to the woods around us slowly come to life, I couldn’t help but fall into an attitude of worship. What an amazing God we serve! What a glorious creator; and what a joy to be given the gift of enjoying that creation.

I couldn’t help but think of the words of Psalm 148:

Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD from the heavens; praise him in the heights! Praise him, all his angels; praise him, all his hosts! Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars! Praise him, you highest heavens, and you waters above the heavens! Let them praise the name of the LORD! For he commanded and they were created. And he established them forever and ever; he gave a decree, and it shall not pass away. Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all deeps, fire and hail, snow and mist, stormy wind fulfilling his word! Mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars! Beasts and all livestock, creeping things and flying birds! Kings of the earth and all peoples, princes and all rulers of the earth! Young men and maidens together, old men and children! Let them praise the name of the LORD, for his name alone is exalted; his majesty is above earth and heaven. He has raised up a horn for his people, praise for all his saints, for the people of Israel who are near to him. Praise the LORD! (Psalm 148, ESV)

I also found myself singing the words to an old song by Kerry Livgren’s Christian band called AD. (singing quietly in my head, that is; we were scouting turkey after all!)

Dreaming awake as I'm lying down
Gazing at starlit skies
The feeling grows as my wonder shows
Trying to crystallize
The wind in the trees is a melody,
Just like me, yearning to harmonize

The rivers speak and the waters cry,
Wanting to hear Your name
Deep in the bowels of an ancient earth,
Groaning to be reclaimed
Anticipating the grand return,
Crying out for the page to turn

I want to know as I am known
And see You as You are
Every knee will bow,
And all will proclaim

All creation sings, hail the King of kings
All creation sings, to the glory of Your name

Joy at the end of the great decline
For all who will heed Your call
An end to the sin and an end to the pain
You will restore us all
We're sons of dust in the Son of Man
Chosen long e'er the world began.

I want to know as I am known
And see You as You are
Every knee will bow,
And all will proclaim

All creation sings, hail the King of kings
All creation sings,
now we lift our hands in praise,
such an anthem we will raise,
when Your kingdom comes to earth

Isn’t it amazing how the awe of God can just sneak up on you like that. All camo’ed up, sitting there waiting for a gobbler to give away his roosting spot, I never thought this would turn into a time of worship. But then, how can it not when all creation sings His praise, and “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork” (Psalm 19:1, ESV)

May we be ever faithful in joining the rest of God’s creation in giving Him praise and honor and glory and adoration every moment of every day!