As I prepare
for vacation next week, I’ve reflected on the vastness of Lake Michigan, where
we’re going to relax. Statistics don’t lodge in my mind for very long, so I
can’t impress you with the number of gallons of water in the lake, the dimensions,
or the location of sunken ships that lie at the bottom of the unpredictable
body of water. If you’ve seen it, you know; if you haven’t, believe me—or a
map—it’s vast.
Huge though the lake may be, I
thought, my mind rabbit trailing, it’s diminished by its Creator in vastness. God is
vast! Surprise! But how often do we think about it? “God is great and God is good,”
we recited as children. Stop just a minute. Great? Or vast? What does that
mean?
To me our earth is so
big, but it’s only a speck in the universe.
Light travels at 186,000 miles per second. My brain hurts to even think
about that, let alone light years and multiple galaxies. Yet our God is so much
bigger in power, majesty, and glory. And what about the things that are impossible
to quantify like his grace, love, patience, and mercy? I remember an old hymn
that says: “There a wideness in God’s mercy, Like the wideness of the sea.” The
words could easily be rewritten to say:
“There is a vastness .”
The other night as I wrote in my
prayer journal I tried to find words of vastness that further describe God. It
didn’t take me long because I ran out; language failed me. Even if my
vocabulary were more like my husband’s, there still wouldn’t be enough, because
how does anyone truly define the enormous, vast majesty of our God? We can’t.
In high school I studied Latin for
two years. Each Friday Miss Walters led our class in a study of Roman
mythology, an excellent way to learn about culture and prepare us for myriads
of literary allusions we would encounter in our college studies. Fridays
weren’t my favorite Latin days, although they spared me the agony of oral
translation! I didn’t like the Roman gods. They were capricious, vindictive,
and vain, to name just a few of their unappealing qualities. They were as
flawed as humans, only they had superhuman powers. You couldn’t count on them.
You never knew when you might cross them, or some fickle game they played might
make you a pawn. They weren’t the “same yesterday and today and forever”
(Hebrews 13:8, NIV) like someone else I know.
I’m neither a scientist nor a
theologian, but as I lounge by the lake, the waves of God’s vastness will lap
the shore of my mind and remind me once again that He is great!
Thanks for
reading “Faithful Thoughts.” Please visit with me again in a week.
I often take refuge in knowing that all day everyday there are waves crashing into the shore. God never stops loving me just like those waves. The sun rises and sets but waves never ever ever stop. God is great... I mean vast.
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