Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness!
You have given me relief when I was in distress.
Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!
Psalm 8
I look up at your macro-skies, dark and enormous,
your handmade sky-jewelry,
Moon and stars mounted in their settings,
Then I look at my micro-self and wonder,
Why do you bother with us?
Why take a second look our way?
I echo the sentiment of the psalmist here. "Why do you bother with us?" I'm in awe of the fact that this great God, this infitely huge God, has any interest in me. It doesn't puff up my ego at all. It makes me shake my head in wonder. It makes me praise him all the more.
"God, brilliant Lord!"
O, Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
Grace and peace, y'all!