[When I consider your heavens]
Art Class! Just thinking these two words makes me happy. Art was most definitely my absolute favorite subject. (English was a close second). I’ve always loved working with my hands, whether it was modeling something, drawing, or learning some new craft or skill. Painting itself was not a skill that I mastered by any stretch of the imagination.
Art teachers were usually the fun sort, who encouraged and inspired a students unique creativity and individuality. They even proudly showcased their students work for others to view and admire. Art is meant to be viewed and enjoyed; it inspires the senses and emotions and what it speaks to one person it may speak a very different thing to another.
God of course is the ultimate Artist. There is no competition or comparison there. All that He’s created speaks volumes to His mastery and skill. It also speaks of His care, His provisions, and the love that He’s lavished on all that He’s created. When the stars come out at night, stop for a moment and appreciate their beauty. Could you imagine a night sky without them; a dark abyss; a blank empty canvas? God has allowed our creativity and imagination to soar as we stare up into the night sky; men have even launched rockets to explore and catch a better view of all that He’s created in that great expanse of space.
“When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?” –Psalm 8:4
Much like an Art teacher, God encourages the talents and gifts that He’s given us, show casing our own creativity as He works through us. He allows us–His very own creation even–to have a place and a part in all that He’s created.
It’s all so very wonderful, so much so, that it’s quite difficult not to be thankful for that loving kindness. I hope that I make Him proud and that as the adoring Father He is, my art work is posted (metaphorically speaking) up upon His fridge.