Feeling Small…

Psalms 8:3-4

When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?  

Walking the shores of Lake Superior is one of my favorite things to do.  On a still day the expanse of blue water is calming and tranquil.  But, my favorite time to visit the lake is when she has her “sassy pants” on.  The waves churn and jump, launching spray many feet into the air.  The crashing of the waves is so loud that talking is impossible. The air is filled with mist and the wind takes your breath away. 

This lake constantly reminds me of God’s awesome power and majesty.  It reminds me to respect God and to remember how small I am compared to him.  

When I look at the stars at night, they seem so close, yet so far away.  The tiny pinpricks of twinkling light are actually huge suns many millions of miles away.  It boggles my mind.  

When I think of the natural world around me and the splendor of the one who created me, I feel small…very small, insignificant even. 

Psalms 19:1-4 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge.  They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun. 

Romans 1:18-20 The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them.For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities – his eternal power and divine nature – have been clearly see, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.

Hebrews 11:3 By faith we understand that the universe was formed at God’s command, so that what is seen was not made out of what was visible. 

But God has shown me He uses little things to do big things.  The tiny acorn that I put in my pocket is the start of the giant oak in the forest.  A tiny kernel of corn produces a stalk that grows several ears of corn and on each ear are hundreds of kernels.   

God can use me too, if I am willing.  I’m still small when I walk with God, but as I follow him, and  do his will, I find I am not insignificant.  I am made in his image, with his hand.  I am different from the rest of his creation – I have a soul and He wants to fellowship with me. 

Ephesians 2:10 For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. 

I am growing into an oak tree!