It is a gorgeous morning at the pond as a mist hovered over part of the surface and a joyful overflow of water cascaded down the spillway to a sunsplashed pool. I spied a few small birds winging across to the far shore and carefully watched their flight style. There was a rhythm to their wing beats. They took several strokes and briefly coasted, several more strokes and then coasted...the pattern was almost musical in its beat...like they were singing the same musical measure repeatedly in flight. And then they would break that rhythm suddenlyand land, perfectly, on a branch. So who taught the bird to fly and to land with such beauty and precision? Did the local government appoint an instructor to gather the chicks and teach them the complexities of flight? No...instead the birds are instructing us that there is another teacher. The one who invented flight and designed the bird gave that creature the knowledge and skill. There is much that we can understand about this created world as we study it...but there is far more that we can be humbled by as we observe it. The wonder of a small bird in flight is fulfilled in the awe we experience toward the Lord, who has made it all. This may be the true education and leads us to the inner flight of worship.
Revelation 14:6 And I saw another angel flying through the sky, carrying the eternal Good News to proclaim to the people who belong to this world-to every nation, tribe, language, and people. "Fear God," he shouted. "Give glory to him. For the time has come when he will sit as judge. Worship him who made the heavens, the earth, the sea, and all the springs of water."