September 18, 2007
Message From The Sky
READ:
Psalm 19The heavens declare the glory of God. —Psalm 19:1
The earth’s population is now over 6.6 billion. And depending on where we live, finding moments of solitude where we can gaze at the silent night sky is increasingly difficult. Yet, according to the writer of Psalm 19, if we were able to steal away to a spot where the only sound was our heartbeat and the only sight the canopy of the stars, we could hear a message from those heavens.
In such a moment, we could hear with the ears of our innermost being the noiseless testimony of God’s breathtaking creation.
We could hear from the heavens as they “declare the glory of God” (v.1).And we could watch in amazement as the sky “shows His handiwork” (v.1).
We could listen as “day unto day utters speech” that fills our minds with the unmistakable awareness of God’s splendid creation (v.2).
We could marvel through the night as the firmament shows in unmistakable splendor the knowledge of God’s handiwork (vv.1-2).
Our Creator tells us to “be still, and know that I am God” (Ps. 46:10). A great way to do this is to spend time in His creation admiring His handiwork. Then we will certainly know that He is God!
The heavens reveal the power of God
To everyone living on earth;
His handiwork speaks of His splendor and care,
And makes us consider His worth. —Sper
God speaks of His majesty through His creation.
THE FORGOTTEN MECHANIC:
Through the history of world aviation many names have come to the fore. Great deeds of the past in our memory will last as they're joined by more and more.
When man first started to labor in his quest to conquer the sky, He was designer, mechanic and pilot and he built a machine that would fly. But somehow the order got twisted, and then in the public's eye the only man that could be seen was the man who knew how to fly.
The pilot was everyone's hero, he was brave, he was bold, he was grand. As he stood by his battered old biplane with his goggles and helmet in hand. To be sure, these pilots all earned it, to fly you have to have guts. And they blazed their names in the hall of fame on wings with bailing wire struts.
But for each of these flying heroes, there were thousands of little renown, and these were the men who worked on the planes but who kept their feet on the ground. We all know the name of Lindbergh, and we've read of his flight to fame. But think, if you can, of his maintenance man. Can you remember his name?
And think of our wartime heroes Gabreski, Jabara, and Scott and all the acclaim that they got. Can you tell me the names of their crew chiefs? A thousand to one you cannot.
Now pilots are highly trained people, and wings are not easily won. But without the work of the maintenance man, our pilots would march with a gun. So when you see mighty jet aircraft as they mark their way through the air, remember the grease-stained man with the wrench in his hand; he is the man who put them there.
~ Author Unknown
