God is Big, Really, Really Big

Sometimes I get so wrapped up in life that I have a tendency to forget the "bigness" of God. I forget that He ...wraps himself in light as with a garment; He stretches out the heavens like a tent and lays the beams of His upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds His chariot and rides on the wings of the wind. He makes winds His messengers, flames of fire His servants. (Ps. 104:2-4). It just doesn't get much bigger than that.

That is, unless you read Job 38...

“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone—while the morning stars sang together and all the angels[a] shouted for joy? "Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb, when I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when I fixed limits for it and set its doors and bars in place, when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther; here is where your proud waves halt’? “Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place, that it might take the earth by the edges and shake the wicked out of it? The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its features stand out like those of a garment. The wicked are denied their light, and their upraised arm is broken. “Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the deepest darkness? Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth? Tell me, if you know all this. “What is the way to the abode of light? And where does darkness reside? Can you take them to their places? Do you know the paths to their dwellings? Surely you know, for you were already born! You have lived so many years! “Have you entered the storehouses of the snow or seen the storehouses of the hail, which I reserve for times of trouble, for days of war and battle? What is the way to the place where the lightning is dispersed, or the place where the east winds are scattered over the earth? Who cuts a channel for the torrents of rain, and a path for the thunderstorm, to water a land where no one lives, an uninhabited desert, to satisfy a desolate wasteland and make it sprout with grass? Does the rain have a father? Who fathers the drops of dew? From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens when the waters become hard as stone, when the surface of the deep is frozen? “Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades? Can you loosen Orion’s belt? Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the Bear with its cubs? Do you know the laws of the heavens? Can you set up God’s dominion over the earth? “Can you raise your voice to the clouds and cover yourself with a flood of water? Do you send the lightning bolts on their way? Do they report to you, ‘Here we are’? Who gives the ibis wisdom or gives the rooster understanding? Who has the wisdom to count the clouds? Who can tip over the water jars of the heavens when the dust becomes hard and the clods of earth stick together? “Do you hunt the prey for the lioness and satisfy the hunger of the lions when they crouch in their dens or lie in wait in a thicket? Who provides food for the raven
when its young cry out to God and wander about for lack of food?

I don't know about you, but just reading those few verses causes a deep sense of awe in my spirit. That's why I cut and pasted the whole chapter. If you skipped any of it, because it's too long, I challenge you to go back and read it. Amazing doesn't even begin to describe the words, much less the God they represent.

God IS big...really, really big. Seriously, He's more powerful, more knowledgeable, more able, more capable, more everything than we could ever completely understand this side of Heaven. His awesomeness is humbling, exciting and downright scary when you think about it.

Yet, this same BIG God - Who appointed the moon for seasons and the rising and setting of the sun (which by the way, keeps us alive!) - this same God Who carved the mountains and valleys with His fingertips - this same amazing, awe-inspiring, unbelieveably HUGE God, isn't TOO BIG for us.

In all honesty, we should be too small for Him. We should be mere ants on the HUGE scheme of His existence. Who am I kidding...we shouldn't even be on the scheme of His existence! Yet, He calls us His cherished and prized possession...His children...His friends. The God of "Bigness" dances over us with joy and quiets us with His love (Zeph. 3:17). He enjoys our company. He desires communion and fellowship with us. He wants us to be His own...His very own.

Talk about BIG...

Dear God, I praise You that You are BIG...bigger than anything I can comprehend, and yet, You are my God, my Companion, my Love, my Friend. When life happens, remind me of Who You are and how You love me, even in Your "bigness." I praise You, Jesus. I praise You.