Psalm 96:11-13
Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad;
let the sea resound, and all that is in it.
Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them;
let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.
Let all creation rejoice before the Lord, for he comes,
he comes to judge the earth.
He will judge the world in righteousness
and the peoples in his faithfulness.
Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad;
let the sea resound, and all that is in it.
Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them;
let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.
Let all creation rejoice before the Lord, for he comes,
he comes to judge the earth.
He will judge the world in righteousness
and the peoples in his faithfulness.
When the leaves begin to turn and the temperatures
cool, my heart sings. On our walks with the dogs, I've noticed the rich
shades of purple and gold in the weeds along the ditches and woods. But nothing
beats the beauty of the reds, oranges, and yellows I look forward to in the
fall. The trees cycle through their process. Chlorophyll breaks down and pigments
mix in and create the abundance of color. As autumn progresses the leaves
tumble to the ground and carpet our walking paths. Trees are a fascinating part
of God's creation. They provide shade, wood for furniture and
paper, sap for maple syrup, and limbs for climbing.
As I walk in the woods I am amazed by the tall
oaks and maples. The beautiful dogwood brings me joy. As much as I love the
science of trees, I'm more fascinated with the Bible verses that talk about the
forest singing for joy. 1 Chronicles 16:33, Isaiah 44:23, and Psalm 96:12 all
talk about the trees giving praise to their creator. And I'm sure in their own
way they do. The splendor of fall has to bring joy to God. He made them and
they're showing off their beauty just for him.
If the trees can stand tall and rejoice to the
Lord. Shouldn't I? Life gets tough. Days are hard. Weeks seem long sometimes.
But even in discouragement, I want to praise God. He made me. He takes care of me.
He loves me. Praise and joy to the one who created the forest!