Sunday Selah

"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge." Psalm 19:1-2

In this creation, even silence is not silent. Everywhere one looks is a signature, a song, a poem. Ocean waves drum in percussion, trees wave with shimmering staccato. Birds have their songs as do the whales. We live in a musical, singing universe, our Maker the Grand Conductor.

When Jesus said in Luke 19:40 that even the stones would cry out in proclamation of his identity, He was not bantering in ironic language. Scientific theorists are now delving in a new idea of 'everything', trying to quantify how this universe is held together. A branch of quantum mechanics, 'string theory' is now being defined, a explanation of the ties that bind the particles that make up our reality. And what string theory promotes is remarkable, that the bits of atoms that attract and repel each other to define our cosmic address seemingly are held in their respective organizations by a kind of harmonics, a silent sound wave that creates an atomic musical structure. These tiny 'strings' can vibrate in ways that allow for electrons, photons and the like. Celestial music, astrophysical symphonies. The music of the spheres. A mighty chorus that we join in as well when we lift our voices and hands to Him.

Selah.