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Let
the godly sing with joy to the LORD, for it is fitting to praise him. Praise the
LORD with melodies on the lyre; make music for him on the ten-stringed harp.
Sing new songs of praise to him; play skillfully on the harp and sing with joy.
For the word of the LORD holds true, and everything he does is worthy of our
trust. He loves whatever is just and good, and his unfailing love fills the
earth. The LORD merely spoke, and the heavens were created. He breathed the
word, and all the stars were born. He gave the sea its boundaries and locked the
oceans in vast reservoirs.
(Psalm 33:1-7 NLT). Just last night, as David and
I were driving west from work, I remarked at the beauty of the sunset. David
simply answered that “it looked like a painting.” So much of God’s
creation is like that. The beauty is undeniable. In his novel, "The Magician's Nephew," C.S. Lewis describes in stunning detail, the creation of the incredible mythical land of Narnia-- sung into existence by Aslan the Lion. Among the witnesses to the event was a character known as Uncle Andrew. Though
Uncle Andrew witnessed the entire creation, he still refused to see it for what
it was. Lewis' narrative is brilliant: "When
the Lion had first begun singing, long ago when it was still quite dark, Uncle
Andrew had realized that the noise was a song. And he had disliked the song very
much. It made him think and feel things he did not want to think and feel. Then,
when the sun rose and he saw that the singer was a lion ('only
a lion,' as he said to himself) he tried his hardest to make himself believe
that it wasn't singing and never had been singing-- only roaring as any lion
might in a zoo in our own world. 'Of course it can't really have been singing,'
he thought, 'I must have imagined it. I've been letting my nerves get out of
order. Who ever heard of a lion singing?' And the longer and more beautifully
the Lion sang, the harder Uncle Andrew tried to make himself believe that he
could hear nothing but roaring. Now the trouble about trying to make yourself
stupider than you really are is that you very often succeed." That last sentence is very perceptive. It describes those who, though they see creation all around them, refuse to admit there's a Creator. Some even try as hard as they can to make themselves believe there isn't, with devastating results. In 1715 King Louis XIV of France died after a reign of 72 years. He had called himself “the Great,” and was the monarch who made the famous statement, “I am the state!” His court was the most magnificent in Europe, and his funeral was equally spectacular. As his body lay in state in a golden coffin, orders were given that the cathedral should be very dimly lit with only a special candle set above his coffin, to dramatize his greatness. At the memorial, thousands waited in hushed silence. Then Bishop Massilon began to speak; slowly reaching down, he snuffed out the candle and said, “Only God is great.” When you see God’s great creation do you hear the Lion singing? Bishop Massilon was right… only God is great!
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