From my perch on a pile of rocks on the shoreline of a lake in Idaho I was mesmerized by the sound of the water breaking against the tiny sand pebbles. As far out in the distance as I could see, mountains encircled the lake. And behind me, moss dangled from trees stretched up into the sky.
Nothing like being a speck in the middle of such vastness to remind me of who I am. Though I was sitting small instead of feeling insignificant against my backdrop I was in awe. All this majesty and beauty before me and it is MAN God calls CROWN OF HIS CREATION!
Man, He cares most deeply about. Man designed to reflect more of his glory than all that surrounded me. Man, who is most beautiful to Him!
With this in mind while taking in the veiny lines in the leaves, the different shapes of the rocks, and the movement of the water as the wind worked in tandem caused me to think: How much greater than is his attention and care for me!
For if He found delight speaking the world into being with such creative detail – even in remote places that go mostly unseen by human eye – than certainly the details of my life do not go unnoticed by Him.
I needed reminding of this. I had left home, but not my worries. So it was as if this suspended moment in time was given for just me to be still and know that he is God.
He is all-sufficient, not me. I might think I am in control, certainly I try to be, but he knows what is best. He’s in the details of our lives, and even designs the details to bring us to a place of need for our good and his glory! But until I bend my knee to the reality that I am not He, I will exhaust myself trying to carry the weight of the world (or at least my world) on my shoulders.
With only the noise of nature on that glistening afternoon my fears and worry were lifted, even if only temporarily, as I took in all that my eyes could see and felt: How wide, how long, how high and how deep is his love for me (Ephesians 3:18).
Though I don’t always have the luxury of that surrounding to ponder his truths, I have these sure promises in his word. His gift to me – now back in my living room and everyday life – to remember daily who He is for me.
“The grass withers and the flowers fade but the word of our God endures forever (Isaiah 40:8).”
