Reflection on Psalm 8

O Lord my Lord

Your name is glorious

The stars in all their majesty

Testify to your glory

Babies proclaim your praises,

Silencing the claims of satan’s horde.

Countless galaxies and planets

All created by your hand

Yet you love me, a mere man

I am tiny in the face of creation

Yet you crown me with honour

Pouring grace upon grace

O Lord, my Lord

Your name is glorious.

Foggy In the ‘Bri

Narrabri doesn’t have many instances of fog. There usually isn’t enough water in the air to make it happen. So when you wake up to a thick fog, you have to take the opportunity.

When we do have fog, it nearly always burns away by about 9 am and a sunny day ensues. And that’s exactly what we had today.