“O come, let us sing for joy to the LORD, let us shout joyfully to the rock of our salvation.” (95:1)
“Sing to the LORD, a new song; sing to the LORD, all the earth.” (96:1)
“The LORD reigns, let the earth rejoice; let the islands be glad.” (97:1)
We are in a very praise-y section of the psalms. Lots of singing, lots of joy and rejoicing. Reminders of the eternal worshipful state of creation; trees, mountains, seas, fields, forests, heavens and earth.
There is something truly glorious about joining the worshipful singing of creation. I know many people feel as though “Planet Earth” shows, and their similar counterparts, are worship inducing experiences. Hiking to a sweeping vista ends in worship (no matter how miserably winded you may feel).
There are a few things on this blog I am a major broken record about and this could be one of them: finding out we are intended to do something doesn’t make it a bummer. The commands of the LORD are good, right, pure and wonderful. Sometimes witnessing His beauty in creation can draw such a response of praise, it feels like the releasing of a long-held breath. We know we’re supposed to breathe, and we’re generally not bummed it’s a rule. It’s something we are more naturally inclined to obey.
Sometimes I don’t feel like worshiping the LORD (maybe in a traditional sense), but other times I feel like it’s all the atoms in my body want to. Probably because they long to join in the songs of the rest of creation: trees, mountains, rivers, skies, flowers, animals… you name it! It can be super therapeutic.
I know for many of you in Oregon today, it’s snowing. For me, it’s sunny and very windy. My weather app is telling me it’s sunny and mid-50’s in Alabama. Wherever you are, get outside and breathe a magical sigh of joy to the creator of all this beautiful creation.
Sing a new song of joy. Even if it doesn’t seem to pertain to any other aspect of your day. It just might seep in, since obedience to His designs always come with a measure of blessing.