Nancy and I got to visit the Grand Canyon recently. As we walked and drove along the south rim, we started talking about just how grand it actually is. It's vastness is so overwhelming, it's hard for your brain to process all that your eyes are absorbing.
So we started trying to come up with words to describe it. We decided "big," "really big" and "really, really big" didn't quite do it. At one particular overlook, there was just one other couple when we walked up. As usual, as we got to the edge, a reflexive "Wow" fell out of our mouths.
"Yes," said the lady. "It's inexhaustible."
I was so impressed with her wordsmithing and frustrated mine had been bested by this little old lady. The word that suits the Grand Canyon is inexhaustible.
Except it isn't. It's not even the biggest canyon in our solar system.
This awe-inspiring geologic wonder makes us feel so small and insignificant, we begin to ponder life, creation and God. And it's not even noticeable when we begin to look at the universe. The earth is minuscule compared to the sun, which is a measly little star.
Somehow, I think David understood this. I think, one night, watching sheep, laying on a hilltop outside Bethlehem, he drank in the stars from horizon to horizon, was consumed by wonder and said, "What is man that you are mindful of him? The son of man that you care for him?"
What I love about his words is they speak two fundamental truths. We seem to be frightfully insignificant. God loves us anyway.
The universe is filled with incomprehensible wonders. You are the one God sees. You are the relationship he longs to redeem. You are the one he loves, with a love that is truly inexhaustible. You.
So we started trying to come up with words to describe it. We decided "big," "really big" and "really, really big" didn't quite do it. At one particular overlook, there was just one other couple when we walked up. As usual, as we got to the edge, a reflexive "Wow" fell out of our mouths.
"Yes," said the lady. "It's inexhaustible."
I was so impressed with her wordsmithing and frustrated mine had been bested by this little old lady. The word that suits the Grand Canyon is inexhaustible.
Except it isn't. It's not even the biggest canyon in our solar system.
This awe-inspiring geologic wonder makes us feel so small and insignificant, we begin to ponder life, creation and God. And it's not even noticeable when we begin to look at the universe. The earth is minuscule compared to the sun, which is a measly little star.
Somehow, I think David understood this. I think, one night, watching sheep, laying on a hilltop outside Bethlehem, he drank in the stars from horizon to horizon, was consumed by wonder and said, "What is man that you are mindful of him? The son of man that you care for him?"
What I love about his words is they speak two fundamental truths. We seem to be frightfully insignificant. God loves us anyway.
The universe is filled with incomprehensible wonders. You are the one God sees. You are the relationship he longs to redeem. You are the one he loves, with a love that is truly inexhaustible. You.
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