One generation will praise your works to the next

​This Psalm is speaking to me this morning.

I have sons. This psalm is such a beautiful reminder that today, they are watching who I praise. Who I attach greatness to. They are watching and listening and witnessing just whose acts I proclaim to be the mightiest.

And - there is a really good chance as they begin to speak into the next generation - the choices I make today will be influential.

Oh how I can picture David - maybe lying in an open pasture looking up at the night sky - saying these words:

On the glorious splendor of Your majesty
And on Your wonderful works, I will meditate.
People will speak of the power of Your awesome acts,
And I will tell of Your greatness.
They will burst forth in speaking of Your abundant goodness,
And will shout joyfully of Your righteousness.

There is no greatness bursting forth that will exceed the greatness that's already been. Not yesterday. Not today.

I'm reminded of that as I go for my morning run and look to the rising sun. As once again this earth has spun perfectly timed on its axis. To the millisecond it has spun, igniting day after day the perfect rhythms of our cells - the life cycles of humanity.

I remember flying over the Grand Tetons with the boys several years ago. It was their first plane ride. Their first glimpse of a snow capped mountain - so close to those mountains I wondered if the belly of the plane might leave skid marks in that snow.

I remember telling those boys, someday you may question God. On that day, you need to question these mountains.

David said, one generation will praise your works to another.

I can picture being in that pasture with David, him rolling over and turning his gaze from the night sky - to me. I can hear him asking, whose works will you praise to the next generation?