You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
covering yourself with light as with a garment,
stretching out the heavens like a tent.
He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters;
he makes the clouds his chariot;
he rides on the wings of the wind;
he makes his messengers winds,
his ministers a flaming fire.
From the Genesis of time His splendor was present. Now it’s held in His tent – His heaven. A place beaming with a magnificence too glorious to know on earth.
But we still see it’s glimmer. The magnificence of our Creator.
The summer sun rays shoot between branch openings and glowing leaves made to sway involuntarily from gushes of wind. Warmth in the rays and refreshment from the wind bring soul care and spirit strength. He’s in them all.
Peering up at the sun and its beams of light, we see His garment. It fills and covers the earth. Falling in and through every opening of cloud and pouring over the tops of mountains. His majesty present in all of Creation shouts of His grandness and beauty.
The foundations of His chambers sit on the crashing waves of the sea as mighty pillars of strength. Great bodies of haphazard and rushing waters – where men find fear – the capable and secure hand of God calls to His order. Using this place as the bedrock and infrastructure to His Holy heavenly quarters.
The clouds billow and ripple with movement in great glides across an endless sky as His chariots.
Chariots that hold the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Out of reach of any opposition, as He hovers in governance over every detail of the earth. These chariots are moved by the winds of this great King.
And as He walks on top of the hasty element of breeze with contentment we see His deity and grand control over all things. He’s in every unpredictable gust. Whispering to us the deep things our hearts already know; that He loves us, made us and created us for His glory.
And so we must experience this glory. We must touch and feel, taste and see that it’s good.
Do not let this summer go by without standing directly in its path. Staring up at the artistry of our Creator. Do not let the wind fill your home without notice. Observe and cheer at the rushing waters that are His footstool.
His dominion over all that we see – take time to savor.