Meditating on Psalm 104.
O Lord, how manifold are Your works!
In wisdom You have made them all.
The earth is full of Your possessions. (Ps. 104: 24)
Psalm 104 is a beautiful composition of praise and thanksgiving to the God who created everything. Stanza upon stanza, the author meticulously enumerated every good and glorious act of the Lord towards His creation. It speaks of His unending provision to man and beast, how He truly cares for them and nurtures them with His goodness. It speaks of His everlasting faithfulness.
Friend, when you feel like life has dealt with you cruelly or you often find yourself in difficult, painful circumstances, and you are beginning to believe that God may have forgotten you – stop and ponder on the words of Psalm 104. It reminds us to look up to God and remember what He unfailingly does 24/7.
If His eyes are upon the wild donkeys, sending them springs of water to quench their thirst, causes the grass to grow for the cattle, planted the trees for the birds to make their home, and created the hills for the wild goats, and the cliffs for the badgers – how much more would He think about you and care for you, you whom He created after His own image and likeness! Remember, friend. Then you will feel His great love for you!
…You open Your hand, they are filled with good.
You send forth Your Spirit, they are created;
And You renew the face of the earth. (vv. 28, 30)
Last night, I drafted a story for Monday post. It is a story that touched my heart deeply while writing it. And when I was done, I sat up to worship the Lord, the first words of praise and thanksgiving made my voice crack, and tears started to well up. We see the goodness and faithfulness of God everywhere, but we experience their depth, too, in our own lives. In my case, I bask in His enduring mercies. I feel the magnitude of His mercy towards me, and yet, there is no way to measure it!
So, in my private worship, I remembered again. Each act of mercy, deliverance, healing, His utter goodness to me and to our family! I sang and cried and worshipped, saying in-between the sobs and the lyrics, “I remember, O Lord! How can I forget? How can I ever forget everything you’ve done and continue to do?” My love and longing for Him overflowed to the surface. My face was drenched with tears as he also drenched my spirit with His lovingkindness. Ah, His love is heaven on earth!
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live;
I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
34 May my meditation be sweet to Him;
I will be glad in the Lord. (vv. 33-34)
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