Sometimes I want to ride on the wings of the wind. Sometimes I am astonished at the beauty of the earth, at the God who created all things. I could write about my awe of a mauve-colored sunset like the one I saw a few evenings ago. I could write about the vibrant green of the lush ferns on my porch. I could write about the refreshing, cool rain we enjoyed two nights ago.
I could write dozens of words describing such beauty, or I could defer to the eloquent words of the Psalmist that are as true today as they were the day they were written. I am struck most by the words “he rides on the wings of the wind.”
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
O Lord my God, you are very great!
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
covering yourself with light as with a garment,
stretching out the heavens like a tent.
He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters;
he makes the clouds his chariot;
he rides on the wings of the wind . . .
He set the earth on its foundations,
so that it should never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down
to the place that you appointed for them.
You make springs gush forth in the valleys;
they flow between the hills;
they give drink to every beast of the field . . .
Beside them the birds of the heavens dwell;
they sing among the branches.
From your lofty abode you water the mountains;
the earth is satisfied with the fruit of your work.
He made the moon to mark the seasons;
the sun knows its time for setting.
You make darkness, and it is night,
when all the beasts of the forest creep about.
From Psalm 104 English Standard Version (English Standard Version)
Today, I hope you enjoy the beauty around you and know the feeling of riding on the wings of the wind.
Please enjoy the timeless hymn “For the Beauty of the Earth” by John Rutter on YouTube: