Though We Rage

 

You formed the sun, the moon and stars
And set them on their course.
Mankind can neither slow nor speed
Such displays of Your force.
 
Man can distract or briefly block
Our view of Your design,
But we cannot delay, deter
Or hamper Your timeline.
 
Though wildfires may fill up the air
With smoke, and such debris,
That sun and moon look discolored,
They’re both still there to see.
 
Man may pretend that we can change
The truth of creation,
But all we do is block our view.
Your work can’t be undone.
 
We praise our fantasies in vain,
For Your will carries on.
The sun and moon will still be there
When man has come and gone.
 
Why then should You waste any time
On rebel souls like ours?
We are but thoughts that come and go,
And short are our lives hours.
 
Yet it was for the lost You came,
And for such fools, You died
To rise again, redeeming us,
That we may, with You, bide.
 
I cannot understand Your plan,
And I am not called to.
But I can understand clearly
That all my hope’s in You.
 
For, by Your love and grace alone
You hold us in Your plan.
You watch us through our defiance,
Then call us home again.
 
Psalm 8:3-4
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?

This photo is of the moon rising through a smoke filled sky during the wild fires a few years back.