. . . and exults in Your glory, majesty and power. All creation sings your praises, whether it knows it or not.
Here is the sound of crickets, slowed down and down until they become a choir. I listened, first skeptically, then fascinated, and finally almost in tears, waiting for the basso profondos to stake their claim, for the sopranos to vault in exultation above the rest of the choir. When we say to God "All creation rightly sings your praise, " this is what we mean. Do the crickets know they are praising God? Oh, yes and no. Just being what they are, doing what they are made to do, they send forth this glorious roundsong.
We are made to do the same. When we are...READ MORE