Saturday, March 10, 2012

Life

Last night I watched just a few minutes of Movie: The Journey of the Universe on PBS. The picture of the universe and stars coming into existence was unbelievable. And the narrator kept asking the question “What amazing creative force is behind all this?” 

It is God. God is the source of everything in creation. He is life and the source of all life. God has given us our physical life. Every breath we take is a gift from God.

As I watched the program, I was taken aback and left feeling a deep sense of awe. We as humans are such a very small part of this vast universe, yet the creator and sustainer of this universe has made us and given us our very life. As the narrator kept saying, "It is so apparent that we were meant to be here" More than that, God has chosen to visit our little planet and bring to us a spiritual life that will never end. This life is in his Son and is freely given to all those who believe in him. How can we not praise and worship our Great God and Savior:

           

Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise

Text: Walter Chalmers Smith
Music: Welsh melody from John Roberts' Canaidau y Cyssegr

               

               Immortal, invisible, God only wise,

               in light inaccessible hid from our eyes,

               most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,

               almighty, victorious, thy great name we praise.

               Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,

               nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might;

               thy justice like mountains high soaring above

               thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.

              

               To all, life thou givest, to both great and small;

               in all life thou livest, the true life of all;

               we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,

               and wither and perish, but naught changeth thee.

               Thou reignest in glory; thou dwellest in light;

               thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;

               all laud we would render:  O help us to see

               'tis only the splendor of light hideth thee.