In Psalm 8, the psalmist stands in awe of something almost too large to hold: God has made human beings just a little lower than Himself and crowned them with glory and majesty. Not angels. Not the mountains or the stars he's just finished praising. Us. Fragile, forgetful, frequently failing us. So what exactly is this glory? We know from Genesis that humankind was created in the image of God. Our glory is likely connected to this likeness. We reflect something of who God is.