Praying Through: Psalm 33:7

The Psalm

Psalm 33:7 (CSB) He gathers the water of the sea into a heap; he puts the depths into storehouses.

The Prayer

God of the Cosmic

The galaxies fall right into the palm of your hand,

  • the universe are in your grasp
  • the stars are named by you
  • Jupiter is but a little toy to you
  • the sun is pinched between your finger and thumb

We have been here for the length of the creation

  • and yet we do not know the depths of the oceans
  • we are powerless to gather up a ocean wave

But you, my Lord,

  • gathered all the material plane
  • at your mere fingertips.

And you alone, my Lord,

  • gathered my stony heart
  • tossed to the infinite east-west
  • Grabbed into your chest
  • ripped your heart out
  • by sending your Son
  • to live and die
  • and place that love
  • placed into my chest
  • just to give me life.

Blessed be your wonderful name.