Today, I feel like the
grumble in a lion’s throat, begging to roar.
There is more to God than my story. Like it or not, I am
stuck with me. Like it or not, I am called to my story and often need to sit in
the messy stickiness of it.
But God is more than my story. More than overcoming my
challenges. More than facing my fears. More than healing from my past. More
than the path of my future. More than what I understand Him to be. More than
the gifts He has given me.
He is more.
A simple truth. An obvious truth that we all fully believe.
Nobody who loves Jesus disagrees with this. But how much does this undeniable
truth actually permeate our thoughts, actions, attitudes?
The greatest truth is not that He loves us, not even that we
can love Him; the greatest truth is that He is Love.
Too often, my knowledge of God, my proclamation of God’s greatness,
my understanding of His holiness, my pursuit of His kingdom, is trapped within
the parameters of my own experience. Most of the time, I am hemmed in by what
God is teaching me, what issues are being addressed within me. Although these
procedures are necessary, at my best is when I am worshiping God for more than
me.
God is not just my Healer, He is The Healer. His healing is
as praiseworthy, and worth pursuing, manifested in others as it is in me. His
beauty is as awesome and desirable in the hearts of others as it is in me. I am
circling the globe because He has infected me with the desperate, mind-blowing,
life-altering revelation that He is so much more than what He is doing in me.
And even more than what He does for all of us, is who He is.
A God more infinite than the stars.
More eternal than forever.
A God worthy of Hallelujah.
Grace beyond measure. Mercy beyond need. Beauty beyond
understanding.
Christ, the mysterious and Perfect God.
Jesus, a King beyond time, a name beyond defining.
The Lord, who is more than we can fathom, more than we can
bear.
A God that will take forever to adequately celebrate.
My roar will not only
be about what You are doing in me, it will be in worship of all You are. My
shout will be an overwhelming burst of adoration for the mystery of Your
complete Greatness. I will bask in Your Presence, humbly shrinking under the
overwhelming weight of the knowledge that covering all of me with who You are
barely scratches the surface of the totality of Your Divinity.
God, I do not know how
it is possible for me to experience You beyond myself. I do not understand, nor
can I describe, what it means to be pulled past me in worshiping You. But it is
possible, in Christ. I have been there for it many times. And I vow to spend the whole of
my life searching the ability to continuously dwell in it.
