The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. (Ps. 19:1)
“I know this monk,” said my friend, a theology professor who was teaching our Sunday school class about the origins of the Bible. In his hand was a copy of a medieval manuscript, a page from Psalms. From the handwriting, my friend could tell which thirteenth-century monk had copied the passage by hand. He’d seen the man’s work before, and it had a distinctive flair. Also, the monk had left a little note in the margin, something to the effect that he was cold and tired, a clue to working conditions in the Middle Ages!
God left his handwriting all over this world of ours, which includes the heavens above, farther than any eye can see. The great expanse of the night sky is God’s distinctive flair. The roar of the ocean is a little flourish he puts around every page. And the sun? That’s a little note left in the margin, something to the effect that day by day and year by year he will bring warmth and light to the world.
Many of us spend all our time reading the book God wrote but never pay attention to the handwriting. Too bad. You can learn a lot about a person by paying attention to the way they dot their i’s and cross their t’s.
Step outside, look around, and name one thing you see about God.
Lawrence W. Wilson lives in rural Indiana where he enjoys cycling, yardwork, and reading a wide assortment of books.
© 2020 Wesleyan Publishing House. Reprinted from Light from the Word. Used by permission.
Scriptures taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV®.
