The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
as my verse of the day. I think it is so interesting that the author chooses to say the skies rather than the mountains, flowers, canyons, trees...the earth. The sky is empty, but it is full of wonder. The heavens, the skies. God's glory is all around us, and even in the places we can't see, there are proclamations of his wonder. This verse brings visions of a gorgeous sunset, or a deep blue sky with ethereal white wisps of clouds. Looking up at night and gazing at the universe. Or the kind of sky you can stare up at through tree branches for long, deep moments of time and feel like something profound has occurred, despite the fact that nothing has changed. The sky is always moving and yet never changes. It's the one thing that stays the same and is never the same simultaneously. Thinking of something so out of our reach, that we cannot even hold or touch...it seems like the perfect transition from us homely humans who are like ants on the ground to God. In heaven. Starting from us playing in the dirt, to the sky, which we can see, then the stars, (which...I won't even delve into their awesomeness today) then God. In my mind anyway, it seems fitting that the sky is above us. Where we can look up and hope. We can see why the sky (or multiple...the sky, the stars, then the heavens themself...everything we can see looking up and more) strive to glorify God and all He IS and has created. Wow.