Just the other day I was sitting on top of a temple crowded with tourists waiting to see the sunset over Cambodia. I’m not entirely sure what I expected this excursion to look like but for some reason I thought it would be a lot nicer than it was. I was expecting it to be a big deal. The fanciest temple, high on the mountain side poised just right so that the design of the building itself was made more glorious by the rays of the setting sun.
What I found was just another temple with an average design like all the others. The temple was gradually crumbling away and its only unique aspect was that it peaked high enough above the treeline to allow a full view of the Cambodian country side. Tourists swarmed the sides of the temple snapping photos of each other as they went and making it impossible to actually get half decent photographs of the temple.
As the sun sank away to awaken the other half of the world it occurred to me that no one came to this temple for the temple. No one crowded along the stone walls was focused on the architecture or the stone carvings they were all focused on watching something much bigger than that. They were all there to see the sun.
The crowning glory of that temple was a supernatural wonder that no human hands could ever form or even imagine. They were there to enjoy the beauty of the creation that our God formed at the beginning of time. Time has caused the greatest monuments of man to be laid to waste but the sun shines resilient and marches confidently along the path that God laid out for her.
