Rotating Around The Son
The earth’s daily rotation and annual trip around the sun are replete with metaphors for those whose minds spin with guilt or failure.
For example, the word “repent” simply means to turn; to go the complete opposite way of sinning.
The earth never stops spinning. Therefore, you might make the analogy that we have a continuous, never-ending opportunity to turn toward God.
Another way of looking at it, and there are many, is that the journey of the earth circles the sun. It is a fixed course and since the beginning of time has never veered off its running track.
It would be hard to determine the bigger miracle: how the earth maintains a preordained course during its life or how saints revolve around The Son through sanctification until that final rotation called the sunset of life.
PORTAL TO HEAVEN: While we can’t see the rotation, we can observe how our lives do better when our soul’s gravitational path is uniquely plotted around The Son.
Psalm 19 successfully “spins” the tale of how the heavens teach us about the heart’s need to follow God and his precepts:
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, like a champion rejoicing to run his course. It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth. The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul.
The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy, making wise the simple. The precepts of the Lord are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the Lord are radiant, giving light to the eyes. The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever. The decrees of the Lord are firm, and all of them are righteous. They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the honeycomb. By them your servant is warned; in keeping them there is great reward. But who can discern their own errors? Forgive my hidden faults. Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me.
Then I will be blameless, innocent of great transgression. May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.
Psalm 19 NIV