How Great Thou Art

I was thousands of feet in the air on a late-night flight back home. My iPod was playing modern-day versions of classic hymns. "Oh Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds they hands have made."

I could literally look out my window and see the stars so close I felt I could just pick one out and take it home with me as a souvenir. Wouldn't that have been nice! The blanket of picturesque clouds below me, yet I could still see the twinkling lights of the city peeking through the mass of white nothingness.

From up here, I can see His creation with such a different perspective. Everything is so small and so numerous. I am looking upon their worlds, wondering who lives in the miniature houses, guessing about their lives and circumstances. Seeing the specks of dust called cars that seem to be crawling at a snail's pace. I can see them and yet I'm not a part of them. Is this what He sees when He looks upon me?

How Great Thou Art. To look upon Your creation, worlds apart from where You are, and yet You hold us in such high esteem. How is it You consider me? How, with the entire world below, do You notice me?

From my humble human state, my view is so blocked by the immediacy of my surroundings and circumstances. But up here, it all seems so small. Life pales in comparison to the vast world below. Up here, I see the grandiosity of this earth, Your people, Your creation. I'm humbled by my lowly state but so thankful You are mindful of me.

All creation cries to You, but does the world below even stop to notice who You are? Do their souls sing of Your greatness?

Help me remember this global perspective; to see what You see. Don't let my vision be blocked by my circumstances. Let my soul sing of How Great You Art!