DayBreaks for 5/29/17: Big Things With Small, Still Voices
From the DayBreaks archive, May 2007:
Job 38:4-7 (NIV) – Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone–while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?
Psalms 19:1-2 (NIV) – The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.
From The Scrivener blog by Doug Dalrymple, 4/20/07:
“Quite literally, as it turns out – the sun is singing: snagging orchestra seats for this solar symphony would be fruitless, however, as the frequency of the sound waves is below the human hearing threshold. While humans can make out sounds between 20 and 20,000 hertz, the solar sound waves are on the order of milli-hertz—a thousandth of a hertz.”
We know that whales sing and birds sing, and well, even some of us humans try to sing with varying degrees of success. Dogs bark, cats meow, rivers roar and even the heavenly objects, so Scripture says, “sang together and all the angels shouted for joy.”
When did all this happen? We might be tempted to think that it happened before the fall of Satan and the realization of evil in the created universe. After all, wouldn’t it make sense that God’s glorious creation would praise him? Should we be so arrogant to think that only humans and angels can do so? It may be true that they sang for joy at the creation and before the fall, for we’re also told through the word that the entire creation now groans and travails in pain, awaiting deliverance that will some day surely come!
But in the meantime, if we’re quiet enough for long enough, you’ll still hear singing. You’ll hear it with your ears as the animals, wind and sea sing, you’ll hear it with your heart as you look up at the starry canvas on a warm summer night. And, for those who have ears to hear, we can hear it in the sub-human range of the song of the sun and other stars that sang in the very beginning.
It’s interesting that something as huge as the sun has such a small voice. We’d expect it to be huge – a mighty roar as the gasses combust and the flares soar. But it is a sound too low for us to even hear! And, as I think about it, perhaps that’s how it really should be anyway. The voice of God on the mountain was so mighty that people feared Him and fled. But that’s not his only voice: he also spoke in a whisper to Samuel as a young boy, and in my own personal favorite – he spoke to Elijah in a “still small voice”, that literally translated is something like the sound of falling snow. As Doug put it: “There’s just something marvelous about big, big things with still, small voices.”
When we were little, our dads were big, but when they pulled us close in their powerful arms and we heard the song, “I love you!” come pouring from their lips, it was marvelous. And now, with my earthly father gone some 20 years, I’m enthralled when I hear God’s voice, through Jesus, saying, “I love you, son. I’m so proud of you. I’ll never let you down! You’re safe here with Me.”
Big Things with small voices, indeed!
PRAYER: Thank you, Lord, for the music of the spheres and for the song of love that You sing to us! In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Copyright 2017 by Galen Dalrymple.