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Make Me Like The Heavens


The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.(Psalm 19:1-4)

          The word translated "God" in this verse is Elohim. It's a plural noun. The singular is "El." My resources say that the plurality refers to the plurality of majesty, sort of like using the royal "we." It also allows an understanding of the Trinity within the Old Testament. This is the name most often used for God in the Old Testament. It is used of other gods, and even of people, but overwhelmingly, it is used in reference to the true God. 
            In America, we don't tend to think of our leaders in terms of majesty. Sadly, our "royalty" tends to be our entertainers. Do we treat our God at least as well as our favorite movie star, rock star or author? Do we buy magazines and watch programs about Him on TV? Do we know enough about Him that if someone says something that isn't true, we know it and correct him/her? Is the time you spend with Him guarded with the tenacity of someone who threatens the life of anyone who interrupts him/her when The Walking Dead is on?  Do we treat those who utter lines from Scripture with the same enthusiasm and dedication as those who utter lines from Harry Potter or The Hunger Games, or The Lord of the Rings? Can we even tell when someone gets a line wrong? Do we quote Scripture with as much relish as we quote Princess Bride or any of our favorite songs? 

          Lord, teach me to sing forth Your praise, to ascribe the majesty to You that You are due. Write Your Word on my heart and my mind. Bring it to my lips more and more. Cause me to celebrate You and not mere men. Make me like the heavens, not only declaring Your glory, but being Your dwelling place.


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