Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths, lightning and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds that do his bidding, you mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars, wild animals and all cattle, small creatures and flying birds, kings of the earth and all nations, you princes and all rulers on earth, young men and maidens, old men and children. Let them praise the name of the LORD, for his name alone is exalted; his splendor is above the earth and the heavens. Psalm 148:6-13
Heavenly Father, it’s still dark outside, but there’s a glow-an aura, a lightness outside that makes this early morning different than most. Indeed, the blanket of fresh, pure, undisturbed snow commands my attention even as it compels me to exalt, praise and glorify your name.
Oh my Father, you’ve made all things for your pleasure, bidding and renown-including snow-and one Day when Jesus finishes his work, “every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them” will sing, “‘To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, forever and ever!’” (Revelation 5:13)
Because the gospel is true, I join that chorus today. Snow-praise sings the wonder of the washing and covering I fully enjoy in Jesus. I am filled with awe and adoration as I look outside this morning, Father, for all of my sins-past, present and future… in word, thought and deed-have already been “blanketed” because of your mercy and grace. You have given Jesus as my Judgment Day… my Day of the Lord… my Jubilee. I now look into my Judge’s face and find a Savior there!
Heart… beat with astonishment! Mind… think on such glory! Imagination… ponder the beauty! Mouth… shout his praises! Hands… be lifted to heaven! Feet… dance to his glory!
Because the gospel is true, everything changes. Sea creatures become like puppies at play… lighting and hail, hail your power and sovereignty… fruit trees point to the Tree of Life in the New Jerusalem-with its healing leaves and fruit-of-the-month splendor (Rev. 22:2)… wild animals are preparing to cuddle cattle… all kings are already serving the ultimate purposes of THE King… everything changes, because the gospel is true.
Father, Son and Holy Spirit… I praise you for this snowy morning… so very Amen, I pray, with great joy, in Jesus’ magnificent and merciful name.
By Scotty Smith / A Prayer About Snow-Praise