His understanding no one can fathom . . .


“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. 29 He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. 30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; 31 but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” (Isaiah 40:28-31 NIV)

Tonight I sat in the autumn air and took the time to up look into the night sky and ask myself why I don’t do that more often.  The beauty of a clear night and the reality of sitting underneath a shining constellation of burning light from millions of years ago is a humbling thought.  A lot of people ask me about my faith, my beliefs, my religion, my spirituality, my philosophy, my politic, my worldview etc. and in all of it for me it’s really quite simple:  I believe there is a God and that I’m not Him. 

This passage from the Hebrew Scriptures in Isaiah 40 where the author rests in the mystery that the God of his worship is a God who cannot be completely fathomed by human minds, He is truly other (i.e. Holy).  This was my converting thought into my life of Christ following through the Scriptures.  It wasn’t/isn’t a tradition I came from, it wasn’t a catchy slogan, it wasn’t wrapped in a politic, it wasn’t a program with 3 easy steps . . . it was the thought that I did not bring myself into being and that I’m not alone in this cosmos and life.  There are purposes, there are truths, there are realities that are far beyond me and it’s best if I anchor my perspectives in such places.

This life is a vapor, here one day and gone the next.  Much of what I see when I look around me is such chaos, manic pursuits that yield little to no satisfaction.  It’s when I look up that I find connection to the Divine, to the God who made me and knows my name.  It is in His understandings that I can not fully fathom that I strangely find myself at home in.  This life is just a chapter of a larger story of who I am wrapped up in a Kingdom that never ends.  I sit in awe and wonder at the night sky that is the handiwork of someone eternal, because at a soul level, I am also eternal in Him.

A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you are looking down, you cannot see something that is above you.
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

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