Looking for Jesus

Psalm 27

1The LORD is my light and my salvation;

whom shall I fear?

The LORD is the stronghold of my life;

of whom shall I be afraid?


2When evildoers assail me

to devour my flesh —

my adversaries and foes —

they shall stumble and fall.


3Though an army encamp against me,

my heart shall not fear;

though war rise up against me,

yet I will be confident.


4One thing I asked of the LORD,

that will I seek after:

to live in the house of the LORD

all the days of my life,

to behold the beauty of the LORD,

and to inquire in his temple.


I can see it. Walking into the temple, looking around, "inquiring" as it says.

"Hey, is Jesus around?"

It is not an easy thing, living in the house of the Lord. Easy in the way that we first enter in, but difficult to stay. To behold the beauty of the Lord and contemplate the wonders and beauty of the creation. To kneel in awe at the power and magnificence of the concept that God, the Father, created and ordains and sustains the entire universe, as it contracts and expands.

There is a spot on the road to the top of Mt. Leconte in the Smokies where the road slithers and coils upon itself like a copperhead and suddenly you come upon a spot on the side looking northward back toward Seveirville and you see the broad expanding valley leading northward toward I-40 and it gives you just a small glimpse of the expanse of just a little part of the world in which we live in.

Or you can drive up Pacific Coast Highway (PCH) and look out over the Pacific Ocean and see all that rolling water, smashing like cymbals against the beach north of Los Angeles, heading toward Monterrey, and you can feel the broadness of that great, limitless ocean.

Or you can sit on a swingset in a yard in Northern Indianoplis and get the sensation as you look westward toward the horizon that the plains of Central Indiana expand out forever and that you couldn't see the end and you have to have a map of the United States to realize, conceptualize in your head that there is an end, but that it extends out over the Pacific Ocean to Asia, Japan and China and India and Pakistan and the Middle East and Africa and the innumerable sands of the Sahara and all the nations of Europe and the dark, deep Atlantic and back again. You can see the circle of the world, turning, turning, every day.

And you can feel that there is no end. At this time, you should consider that this is what we say was created by God and this is what we say is sustained and ordained by God. And we are so small. And the universe is so seemingly limitless and continous.

Imagine the astronauts looking back at the big blue ball, with the clouds and the land masses and the oceans, so blue. No wonder their thoughts turned back to Genesis. We should too.