In Awe of His Signs
Psalm 65: 8-13
They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs; You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.
You visit the earth and cause it to overflow; You greatly enrich it; The stream of God is full of water; You prepare their grain, for thus You prepare the earth.
You water its furrows abundantly, You settle its ridges, You soften it with showers, You bless its growth.
You have crowned the year with Your bounty, And Your paths drip with fatness.
The pastures of the wilderness drip, And the hills gird themselves with rejoicing.
The meadows are clothed with flocks And the valleys are covered with grain; They shout for joy, yes, they sing.
The earth in our neck of the woods is indeed overflowing. Yesterday we had 3.6 inches of rain. Our intermittent streams were roaring with water, and there is still standing water in our tenant farmer’s newly planted cornfields. New weeds sprang up overnight in my strawberry, herb, and vegetable gardens. Today my boys tried to raft down the creek, but already the water had receded too much. They even found a tiny dead bluegill on the bank, carried where he should not have gone, and then stranded by the retreating flood.
I love riding my bike just after a rain. Today, riding on wet roads, with drizzle falling, past bright green hay fields and through woodlands heavy with foliage, I kept thinking about Psalm 65. What a stunning reminder this lush, green season is of God’s amazing care and provision for us!
They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs; You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.
You visit the earth and cause it to overflow; You greatly enrich it; The stream of God is full of water; You prepare their grain, for thus You prepare the earth.
You water its furrows abundantly, You settle its ridges, You soften it with showers, You bless its growth.
You have crowned the year with Your bounty, And Your paths drip with fatness.
The pastures of the wilderness drip, And the hills gird themselves with rejoicing.
The meadows are clothed with flocks And the valleys are covered with grain; They shout for joy, yes, they sing.
The earth in our neck of the woods is indeed overflowing. Yesterday we had 3.6 inches of rain. Our intermittent streams were roaring with water, and there is still standing water in our tenant farmer’s newly planted cornfields. New weeds sprang up overnight in my strawberry, herb, and vegetable gardens. Today my boys tried to raft down the creek, but already the water had receded too much. They even found a tiny dead bluegill on the bank, carried where he should not have gone, and then stranded by the retreating flood.
I love riding my bike just after a rain. Today, riding on wet roads, with drizzle falling, past bright green hay fields and through woodlands heavy with foliage, I kept thinking about Psalm 65. What a stunning reminder this lush, green season is of God’s amazing care and provision for us!
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