Yesterday, I realized that my God is too small… at least in my mind. The epiphany immediately cured the doldrums that I was living in over the last week. All week long, I suffered defeat after defeat, despair after despair, trial after trial, and I was venturing into dangerous self-pity. Because God was too small!
When God is too small:
- I can easily ignore Him and marginalize His existence.
- I don't run to Him when life inevitably hurts.
- I utter worthless incantations and call them "prayers", hoping that God will answer them immediately.
- I am more concerned about my own well-being than honoring God.
But my God is much larger than that. Sometimes I just foolishly forget. And I suffer for it.
But when God is large:
- I rise above my circumstances.
- I have contentment and joy, even through the hardships of life.
- The first thing I do is run to Him in every circumstance, knowing that He already knows, He cares, and He's listening.
- Nothing the enemy throws at me will pierce through my armor.
Thank you Lord, for being MASSIVE!
"January River"
Within my heart, darkness I breed,
Hope is laid waste, all life: destroyed.
Ev'ry defense I can deploy,
Will ne'er grant the relief I need.
My will debased, I'm made a slave
Longing escape, to be set free,
Nothing inside will grant my plea,
I need the One: mighty to save.
External light, no shadow seen,
It wages war, aids in my plight.
Darkness cannot comprehend light
That ne'er gives up, nor loses steam.
Dark rages on, the battle fierce,
My soul made weak, so very frail.
Alone I lose, I surely fail,
Yet I shall win, through Him they pierced.
