For Praise: Part 1 click here
This is the second in the meditation on Psalm 104 as it pertains to a holiday I shared with my husband some years ago. The Psalm is the version found in The Message and it is shown in bold italics within brackets.
(Mountains pushed up, valleys spread out in the places you assigned to them.)
We saw mountains that were barren – rock of honey and gold; others that were covered in green – lush and damp – beautiful in the variety of tones and textures; ranges of mountains and those that stood alone, providing glimpses of secret valleys and hidden places.
(You set boundaries between earth and sea; never again will earth be flooded.)
The beaches were magnificent. Rocks and fine sand, pebbles and shells, rock pools and golden Mediterranean stretches of sand and palm trees. A diversity of colours, gentle beaches, and stormy rocky stretches that were exposed to the open ocean; sheltered bays of peace and calm, and harbours abounding with life and fishing boats.
(You started springs and rivers, sent them flowing among the hills.)
Mountain streams tumbled and gurgled down the slopes, swollen with the recent rains. The mighty Orange River wound its way peacefully along its course above the falls then fell with magnificent roaring splendour into the gorge it had carved for itself over millions of years.
(The wild animals now drink their fill, wild donkeys quench their thirst. Along the riverbanks the birds build nests, ravens made their voices heard.)
We delighted in the diversity of bird and animal life; in the birds we had never seen before – flocks of flamingoes, a pair of booted eagles, a cinnamon dove; in strange animals – a skunk, dune rats, mongeese and brazen baboons who had lost their fear of man.
(You water the mountains from your heavenly cisterns; earth is supplied with plenty of water.)
We had gentle, refreshing rain and storms that caused the rivers to swell and roar down the hills. The grass was green and fresh – crops pushing through the fertile ground and the vine leaves beginning to unfurl, clothing the vineyards in soft green.
To be continued …