I enjoy driving across Missouri and Kansas and Colorado in the summer. Field after field of crops line the road. Corn and soybeans pass in orderly rows. Sunflowers turn their faces as they follow the light. Cattle graze on hill after hill.
The Lord speaks of cattle when he reminds us that every beast of the forest is mine, and the cattle on a thousand hills. There may well be a thousand hills across these states, and every cow belongs first to a rancher, and then ultimately to God.
I love this image, and it describes God’s blessings in my life. But the psalmist uses the picture to describe how God has all he needs, and does not depend on our sacrifices to him. In a blow to my ego, apparently God does not need me. Not one bit. But I need him.
From the rising of the sun to its setting…God shines forth. God controls the universe. He sets worlds in motion. He pulls the levers. He owns it all. Despite certain philosophical leanings, man did not create God out of our existential angst. God created us so that we might know him.
How do I respond? The psalm ends, The one who offers thanksgiving as his sacrifice glorifies me; to one who orders his way rightly I will show the salvation of God!
God doesn’t need my cows or my talents. Instead, he asks me to turn toward him with a spirit of thankfulness, to acknowledge from whom the gifts in my life spring, and to honor the Giver. Then, by ordering my ways by his ways, I might discover the salvation of God. Which is even better than the cattle on a thousand hills.
Psalm 50
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