Sheila and I have just returned from a wonderful 20th anniversary trip to the beautiful Island of Maui. We're glad to be home-- she, especially, in that she doesn't have to listen to me trying to sing traditional Hawaiian music in the car anymore-- but we do miss the scenery and the time together.
One day, we ventured to the 10,000 foot summit of Haleakala (pronounced "holly-OCK-ulla"), the now-dormant volcano on the East side of the island. You can imagine the spectacular views-- the air was so crisp and clear the day we went, and you can also easily imagine why the summit has become an important place for astrophysics installations and study: The top of Haleakala rises above about a third of earth's atmosphere making stargazing especially amazing.
As beautiful as the "way out there" views were (we could see the volcanic mountains of the Big Island to the East, and the misty ranges of Molokai to the West) it was the "way down there" view into the center of the crater at Haleakala that really took our breath away (photo above).
Distances deceive the eye: The far side of the crater is seven miles away, and the "youngest" cinder cone in the middle is 600 feet tall.
Anyway, I just couldn't help it. We sat there in awe and began to sing: "When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur...Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou art."
Psalm 95 says, "Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation. In His hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to Him."
What a privilege for us to be God's people. What an honor to a part of His story and to participate with our Creator God in His purposes for the world-- a world where all the depths and peaks belong to Him. To the Father, along with the Son and the Holy Spirit, we sing for joy and shout aloud.
Rejoicing in the Pentecost gift of the Spirit with you,
Pastor Chris