Today's Scripture Reading (April 4, 2023): Isaiah 26
In 1901, a Christian pastor ministering in New York
wrote a hymn that has become one of our favorites. Rev. Maltie D Babcock penned,
"This is My Father's World," basing his composition on Genesis 1:1,
that "In the beginning," God created everything. Babcock was a frequent
visitor of the Niagara Escarpment. This ridge runs primarily east-west from New
York State, through Ontario, and then to Northern Michigan before turning south
into Wisconsin. The Niagara Escarpment is most famous for being the ridge over
which the Niagara River plunges, forming Niagara Falls. And from that vantage
point, it is hard not to consider all of our Father's world's beauty. And so,
Babcock writes these words;
This is my Father's world,
And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought (Maltbie D.
Babcock).
I remember singing the song at the funeral of a
friend who died in a car accident when I was in High School. Funerals of
someone so young are always hard, but hers was even more significant. She had
been sitting in the middle seat of a pickup truck when the driver lost control
of the vehicle. Unbelted, she flew through the truck's windshield before,
somehow, she got stuck and was pulled back through the window a second time.
There was absolutely nothing beautiful in this circumstance, and the body of this
beautiful seventeen-year-old girl was so disfigured that she would have been
unrecognizable.
If I am honest, this world I live in often looks more
like the world I had to confront as a kid in High School mourning the death of
a friend than it does the world that Maltbie Babcock writes about as he walked
the Niagara Escarpment. It is an ugly world, often filled with corruption
instead of the singing of nature, a place where the lofty take advantage of
those who live without power. And sometimes, it is tough to see the wonders
created by the hand of God.
Isaiah seems to see the world I live in, not the one
about which Maltbie Babcock writes. But he also sees the day in which all of
this will turn around. The lofty and the corrupt will be laid low, allowing the
beauty of the world that Babcock saw to finally emerge. It is this day that
Jesus spoke of when he taught that "Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth" (Matthew 5:5).
Tomorrow's Scripture Reading: Isaiah 27
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