Reflection on Psalm 139
It's crazy how inspirational thought will suddenly strike you at 1:00 in the morning, just when you've told yourself it's time to put the phone down and sleep. And then, naturally, you have to write it all down before you forget. That happened to me last night as I was reading Psalm 139 and trying to picture what God must be like.
Psalm 139: "O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thought from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it completely... Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; too lofty for me to attain. Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? ... How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you."
Here's my reflection: (Excuse the horrid rambling)
Do we ever stop to simply ponder God. What about his glory? We are all supposedly living for His glory, but do we ever pause and try to imagine it. We can't, it's beyond our imagination. It's beyond the summation of all human comprehension, ideas, thoughts, grasping, ever.
What about eternity? Do we ever stop to think that perhaps not only can things be infinitely big but also intimately small? And since God is infinite, he is also intimately huge and infinitely tiny. Eternally long, eternally positive, eternally negative, eternally short. He is boundless in all directions, on every plane. He's outside the ability to measure. It's frustrating. It's frightening.
Perhaps that's one reason God made the stars. The trillions of stars within trillions of galaxies, which we have never seen nor will see or even know of. The light from which warps time. Perhaps he made all that just to show us how infinitely knowing and unknowable he is. He frustrates our limited imaginations with his limitlessness. And it's only the tip of the iceberg. All the languages on earth, spoken at once, in every arrangement, by every human who ever existed and exists and will exist... cannot begin to name him, let alone describe him.
Think about reality; what's holding it all together? What is the stuff that existence is made of? What is existence? What is what? What is word? The word of God was the just the beginning. It's frustrating... he is so unknowable. It's frightening... he knows all of us. It's fulfilling...he's the author, the main character, the hero, the narrator, the director. He is 'I AM.'
All that's to say, pause a moment (or longer!) every once in a while and ponder the God we live for. He'll blow your mind.
Psalm 139: "O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thought from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it completely... Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; too lofty for me to attain. Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? ... How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you."
Here's my reflection: (Excuse the horrid rambling)
Do we ever stop to simply ponder God. What about his glory? We are all supposedly living for His glory, but do we ever pause and try to imagine it. We can't, it's beyond our imagination. It's beyond the summation of all human comprehension, ideas, thoughts, grasping, ever.
What about eternity? Do we ever stop to think that perhaps not only can things be infinitely big but also intimately small? And since God is infinite, he is also intimately huge and infinitely tiny. Eternally long, eternally positive, eternally negative, eternally short. He is boundless in all directions, on every plane. He's outside the ability to measure. It's frustrating. It's frightening.
Perhaps that's one reason God made the stars. The trillions of stars within trillions of galaxies, which we have never seen nor will see or even know of. The light from which warps time. Perhaps he made all that just to show us how infinitely knowing and unknowable he is. He frustrates our limited imaginations with his limitlessness. And it's only the tip of the iceberg. All the languages on earth, spoken at once, in every arrangement, by every human who ever existed and exists and will exist... cannot begin to name him, let alone describe him.
Think about reality; what's holding it all together? What is the stuff that existence is made of? What is existence? What is what? What is word? The word of God was the just the beginning. It's frustrating... he is so unknowable. It's frightening... he knows all of us. It's fulfilling...he's the author, the main character, the hero, the narrator, the director. He is 'I AM.'
All that's to say, pause a moment (or longer!) every once in a while and ponder the God we live for. He'll blow your mind.
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