That the things of God can be pleasing to the human soul is a common experience for those with “ears to hear” and “eyes to see.” When the believer takes but a few moments to quiet himself, or herself, . . . when he or she pauses, even if for just a little while, to consider the wonder of the creation and of the God who created it . . . there is a welling up in the heart that really is beyond explanation. Wonder gives way to awe . . . awe gives way to joy . . . joy gives way to worship. Not something that is easily explained . . . but, I think, much understood by those who have known the connection between reflection and rejoicing.
What’s grabbed me this morning, however, is that, beyond the stirring of soul that I might experience through times of quiet reflection, that God also might enjoy my noodling on Him . . . that somehow the Divine might also find pleasure in my feeble brain spinning its wheels concerning His mighty works . . . that God might pause at my meditation and say, “I like it!”
I will sing to the LORD as long as I live; I will sing praise to my God while I have being. May my meditation be pleasing to Him, for I rejoice in the LORD. (Psalm 104:33-34 ESV)
The psalmist has invested 32 verses considering the One who is “clothed with splendor and majesty” (v.1) . . . and the manner in which His greatness is manifest in the ways of creation . . . “O LORD, how manifold are your works! In wisdom have You made them all; the earth is full of your creatures” (v24). And, as he concludes his song, he pens a closing and crescendo-ing chorus. He desires that the LORD’s glory would endure forever, that God might rejoice in the works of His hand . . . and the songwriter unleashes His soul in praise and worship of the God of his consideration (vv. 31, 35b).
And tucked in the middle of this closing chorus is the desire that the music-maker’s meditation be pleasing to the God who sources the song.
The word is translated “sweet” in the NKJV. It has the idea of something being pleasant or pleasurable. And I’m a bit taken aback at the thought that my thoughts might in some way be “sweet” to my God . . . that my musings might be found pleasurable to the Creator . . . that my meditation might be pleasing to the One who has “set the earth on its foundations, so that it should never be moved” (v. 5) . . . that God might pick up on my awe and wonder of Him this morning and say to Himself, “I like it!”
It’s kind of a mystery . . . not only how that dynamic might work . . . but why. Why would I think that God, who “makes the clouds His chariots” and “rides on the wings of the wind” (v.3), would even take notice of my thoughts, much less find them sweet? But the songwriter, moved by the Spirit of God, pens words which seem to indicate that God delights in such sacrifice . . . the sacrifice of a few quiet moments directed towards thinking about Him, His works, and His enduring glory.
We worship God because He is worthy of worship. We praise Him because there is so much to praise Him for. But to think that He would take a measure of delight in our musings? . . . that, in and of itself, is amazing.
Bless the LORD, O my soul!
May my meditation be pleasing to You, O Lord! For it is offered by Your grace alone . . . and for Your glory alone!