Even as a child, I loved looking up at the sky. Afternoons would find me imagining fluffy clouds in different shapes: alligators, dogs, rabbits… you name it.  When rain fell, I’d marvel at how dark the sky turned. If beautiful rainbows followed, I’d be overjoyed!  At night, I’d look up and see the bright moon and the twinkling stars. In fact, for several of my childhood years, I imagined myself directing the twinkle of stars (as if I could!). “Shine left,” I’d say. “No right, and make it brighter than the left side!”

When I found out that stars pulsated, I knew they were speaking a certain language—one that filled the universe with music like the “boom-boom-boom” of a drum. The more I thought about this, the more I realized how true Psalm 19:1-4 was:

“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.  There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.”

Creation has a voice. And it points to our Maker.  The heartbeat of existence after all, IS our Maker. It is His breath that sustains each living creature. And It is his breath that sustains us. Every day we live—every inhalation we make—is a gift from Him.

This should make us passionate about the breath we have in our lungs and the voice we have been given. Do we use our voice to join the rest of creation in worshipping the King of the Universe? The skies are but one arena of His whole vast canvas of life. Our seas and oceans ebb and flow in the beautiful rhythm of life, and lately, scientists found out that plants and flowers emit their own kind of special music, too. How wonderful is that?

Apparently, there is an ongoing symphony playing around us. Do we notice this? Do we hear this? Or are we too busy to hear the worship of creation toward our King? Better yet, are we too busy to raise our own voices in worship to the King?

Let everything that has breath praise the LORD,” the psalmist says in Psalm 150:6.

The sky still is above us, and it pulsates with stars. The clouds still shift their shapes. The seas still roar. These sounds were not meant to be locked in our childhood. In fact, these are ancient sounds, and they are still alive today (just as our Creator has been alive since the beginning of time until now).

What do we humans do with our breath? Let’s worship our Creator with our voice—with the strength of each breath— because He is worthy to be lifted up and adored!