Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.
Thanks and praise, for our days,
‘Neath the sun, ‘neath the stars, neath the sky;
As we go, this we know, God is nigh.
Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.
While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.
Today we, Cris and I, went to his great-uncle Warren’s memorial service. Uncle Warren was a United States Marine. While at the veterans memorial we saw a lot of elderly men in full dress uniform and walls and walls of people that were interned there (they’re ashes put there) and tons and tons and tons of gravestones of men and women who had been buried there.
During the service they had a 21 gun salute and Taps was played directly after. I didn’t know uncle Warren too well, but it made me cry all the same to see this man honored for serving his country and for loving his wife.
While hearing Taps played, I remembered some of the words that I used to sing with my girl scout troop when I was a kid. I found it neat that the words that are written talk of and to God, and I thought that it was kind of interesting that they play this at all military memorials or funerals (that I have heard of) regardless of the person’s religion. It is a haunting beautiful piece of music when it is played on the bugle like it is supposed to be, and I just thought it was interesting that even if the person that has passed away did not believe in God, God is still mentioned and spoken to.
I am grateful that although people may not desire to know God or even acknowledge him, he still cares for each of us individually and knows us intricately and intimately.
Psalms 139:1-16 is an awesome reminder of that fact.
O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord. You hem me in – behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of teh sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Sureley the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one 0f them came to be.
How awesome that even though people choose not know God, God still knows them, and when they wake up and realize that He is real, God will be there when they turn to Him.