Wow. Just Wow.

O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! (Psalm 8:1)

Wow. Just Wow.

I'm not going to ask anything right now, God.
I simply want to be in awe of you and behold your glory.

You make the sun to rise in the east
and set in the west.
Every day, you create a new masterpiece,
using every color imaginable from your palette.
Every. Day.
Even the gray of cloud cover is beautiful in your hand.

Wow. Just wow.

You put the stars in place and call them by name.
You set the moon on its path every night, 
again creating a new masterpiece.
Every. Night.
The darkness of night is beautiful in your hand.

Wow. Just wow.

You sustain all of life through the seasons --
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter.
Again, and again, and again. 
Year after year after year.
It never gets old (though we do, eventually!).

Wow, just wow.

Your beauty and majesty is even imprinted on the small stuff:
The designs on the wings of a moth in intricate detail
    and symmetry.
The seeds on the head of a dandelion, 
  the petals on a flower,
    the stripes on the back of a lizard,
      the dew drop on the leaf of a bush,
        the order and pattern found on every leaf of every tree,
You have not overlooked a single detail.
And you are in the details, God. All the amazing details.

Wow, just wow.

And then there is your human creation, of course.
You have created us in your image
(though we kinda messed it up, didn't we?).
You give us the capacity to feel, to love.
You give us life,
  sustain our lives,
    accompany us in the valley of the shadow of death,
      and grant us eternal life through your Son.

Wow, just wow.

You forgive us of our sins,
  and cleanse us of our iniquity.
By your grace. And out of your steadfast love for us.
You teach us and guide us with your Word
  and by your Holy Spirit.
You produce in us
  Love
    Joy
      Peace
        Patience
          Kindness
            Goodness
              Faithfulness
                Gentleness
                  Self-control.

Wow. Just wow.

I could lie here all day, every day,
noting all the things about you that amaze me.
And I would never have to repeat myself,
nor would I run out of reasons to be amazed.
But I would eventually run out of disk space.
And I really should go out and live for you.

And so I'm going to get out of bed now,
and live this day enjoying and appreciating you.

Wow. Just wow.