“The voice of the LORD is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the LORD over many waters.
The voice of the LORD is powerful;
the voice of the LORD is full of majesty.
The voice of the LORD breaks the cedars;
the LORD breaks the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon to skip like a calf,
and Sirion like a young wild ox.
The voice of the LORD flashes forth flames of fire.
The voice of the LORD shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.
The voice of the LORD makes the deer to give birth
and strips the forest bare,
and in his temple all cry, ‘Glory!'”
Behold your God, seated on his throne over the flood, king forever.
Tremble at this voice, for how could you not? But hear that voice again, differently:
“The LORD your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.”
Can you imagine it? This mighty and majestic God, singing for joy over his people? This God, who can overturn the world at word is the same God who feeds us like a shepherd, gathering us as lambs in his arms, carrying us, gently leading. This God, who sits enthroned above the flood awesome in splendor, is the same God who, spying the prodigal a long way off, leaps up and runs in welcome.
It’s a love story, of a love beyond telling: the Majestic Glory humbled himself to human form, to servanthood. For love He laid aside the dignity of deity, put on our vulnerable humanity, and sought us out.
You long to be known fully, and loved in spite of all. He knows you, and oh! he loves you.
Rejoice; infinitely beloved ones; the LORD sings his delight in you with a mighty voice.
©2014 by Stacy Nott