I recently had the opportunity to visit the mountains of Colorado for a retreat. When I got home, I happened to read a chapter in Tim and Kathy Keller’s book The Songs of Jesus, which was perfect for what I had just experienced. I wanted to share an excerpt of what I read along with a few pictures from my time there.
This excerpt is taken from Psalm 98: 7-9
Let the sea roar, and all that fills it; the world and those who dwell in it! Let the rivers clap their hands; let the hills sing for joy together before the Lord, for he comes to judge the earth. He will judge the world with righteousness, and the peoples with equity.
Excerpt:
The Rivers Clap Their Hands. The imagery of the trees and fish praising God (Psalm96:11-12), with the rivers and the mountains clapping and singing (verse 8), is more than just poetry. Romans 8: 18-25 says that nature was made to be far more alive and glorious than it is in its current state. Modern philosophies cannot fathom that the natural world will not come into its own until the human race is made righteous again. Jesus will come to restore this ancient harmony (verse 9). So our future hope is powerful. If rivers and mountains will be like this when he returns, what will we be like (1 John 3:2-3)? *
Today, take time to dream about what it will be like to rejoice with the Lord always in a perfect world where streams flow with pristine water and mountains shout for joy. It’s coming! Weeping will be gone, and we will be full of everlasting rejoicing. Until that day, step outside and remember that the God who created it all is returning to make it all new.
*Excerpt from pg. 244
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