Singing Sands

The lakeshore is filled with many wonders. Sometimes they are so basic that we tend to overlook them.

There is a feature of the shore that has only one or two duplicates in the world. It is Michigan’s “singing sands.” Our Creator has through wave action created grains of sand of particular size and shape that when rubbed together, through walking etc., they produce a somewhat melodic sound like thousands of vibrating reeds of praise to God. It is a sound that is in a rather medium pitch like a low hum. It is a little sharper, though not unlike the human vocal cords when a person is humming with their mouth closed. The sound is noticeable when walking and sliding the feet or dragging a boat hull over the sand. It occurs where the sand is moist near the shore but not saturated with water. I am told that the reason for this phenomenon is the particular size and angulated shape of the quartz crystals produced by the wave action. I am sure anyone that has been to the lakeshore has heard the sand, though they are probably not aware of its uniqueness.

I am reminded of Jesus’ comment in his triumphal entry that even “the stones would immediately cry out” (Luke 19:40) if the praises of the people were silenced. In a godless society of our day it is striking that man hears even the sand singing praises to our great and omnipotent Creator.

Not only does the sound itself sing His praises as Creator but it also calls the attention to His glory as the sovereign Savior of His people. He has promised to be the Savior of the children of Abraham who will be so great in multitude that they number as the sand of the seashore. So vast a multitude is this seed of Abraham that man cannot number it, though our God had each and every one of us numbered before the beginning of time. He also molds and shapes us to be a particular jewel that is uniquely shaped to reflect His glory. Together we make up the body of Christ a unified living whole, where each member, each saint, no matter how great or small has an important and necessary place. Together we form a harmonic unit like the multiple grains of singing sand that vibrated in praise to God with one life of Christ worked in us by His Spirit.

May we never think that we do not have an important and special place in the body of Christ. May we also wonder at the creation of our God as ever the sands sing His praises.

May we have hearts full of wonder and thankfulness toward God like the Psalmist when contemplating the wonder of his own creation burst with thanksgiving.

In Psalm 139: 17&18, we read, “How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee.”

Let my tongue not silent be
To sing Thy praise eternally
My tongue Thy praise shall confess
Like the singing sands, Thy name do bless.
Not a wonderful voice of a solo is mine
But united with fellow saints brings praise refined
Part of the everlasting throng
Counted as the grains of sand, so strong.
With joy and wonder shall my tongue proclaim
Praise to my Savior’s Holy Name.