Way back in July on insufferably hot consecutive afternoons, I watched BBC’s Planet Earth, a series of documentaries that originally aired in Britain in 2006. It is near impossible to describe Planet Earth without using superlatives. (As of this writing, 1849 of 2245 reviews on Amazon.com are 5-star reviews.) If you’re not captivated by the subject matter, or blown away by the phenomenal photography, or struck by the lengths the producers and crew went to in order to get the images, check your pulse. It must be very, very, weak.
For the thinking Christian, there is an extra layer to reckon with. As I was watching, I wondered how the psalmists could compose such magnificent songs of praise to God for His wonderful creation when all they had seen was their dusty corner of the planet. Reflecting on it, I realised that the psalmists not only saw the stars and hills and trees, but they looked beyond and saw the God who created the stars and hills and trees, as well as had a personal relationship with Him.
I have the privilege of seeing a whole lot more of God’s creative work than David, Asaph and the rest. I also have the immense privilege of being in relationship with the very same God they served. How much more should I, after having watched Planet Earth, give praise and glory to the Creator of all things?
Here are my favourite images from the first 3 episodes of the series:
Episode 1, From Pole to Pole: On the left is an elephant swimming in the Okavango. The herd of elephants had been trekking for hundreds of kilometres to find water during the dry season. When they found it, they all plunged in and had a joyfully playful swim. (They’re quite agile in water too!)
Episode 2, Mountains: In the middle are two snow leopards in the Himalayas. The mother (the one behind) is licking her cub (who’s almost as big as her) on returning to the den. Check out that tail!
Episode 3: Fresh Water:On the right is a herd of wildebeeste taking a break during their annual migration between Kenya and Tanzania. Crocodiles in the water are patiently waiting for the right moment to strike.