Today I stood on the banks of the Atlantic Ocean and started out at the vast expanse. As the waves crested and crashed into the banks of sand, I momentarily paused to think of the magnitude and power of the One who created it all. I was impressed by His power, His glory, and His creative abilities. It was a brief but awe-inspiring moment (this was only my third trip to the ocean and it still hasn’t lost it’s luster).
So tonight as I lay in my hotel bed, I began to journal about the majesty of the ocean and about it’s ability to bring glory to the God. And as I finished with my thoughts I randomly opened my Bible to an obsecure chapter, Psalm 93, which says:
“The Lord reigns, He is clothed with majesty; the Lord is clothed. He has girded Himself with strength. Surely the world is established so that it cannot be moved. Your throne is established from of old; You are from everlasting. The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves. The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, than the mighty waves of the sea.”
