There is something spectacular about the sun rising or setting, where its rays are painting the clouds in a unique richness of layer upon layer of vibrant colors. The same can be said of the stars and the moon on a clear night. When you get away from the pollution of the city lights and smog, its like you can almost reach up and grab a star from the sky. The beams of the moon, creating their own colors among the clouds that pass by. Day after day, night after night, they display their glory. There is no nation and no language where their voice is not heard. The voice of creation is clearly displayed to all who care to see.
The psalmist looks up with reverent awe. They point him to the creator. It reminds him that creation is a gift to all, for all. It also reminds him that the law was given to them as a gift, which likewise points to the glory of God. Of the law: He says its precepts revive him, give him joy, are more precious than gold and are sweeter than honey.
Today, we are not under the law, but sit under the fulfillment of the law; which is Christ. God who came in the flesh, was crucified, dead and buried, who raised to life, ascended to God the Father, who sent us the Holy Spirit and whom we await his return. The ways of Jesus also revive us, grants us love, hope and joy. They are more precious to us than gold, and much sweeter then honey. The king in his reflection and praise, prays a prayer which we can join in and heartily give thanks and a amen.
God, forgive me my hidden faults. Keep me from willful sin – so that sin does not rule over me.May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart, be pleasing in your sight. O’ Lord, my rock and my redeemer.