I'm in love with Job. After my hissy fit with the author of a Bible Study I was doing a few weeks ago, I decided that I had to read the book of Job to vindicate him against this author that called him a complainer. Obviously Job didn't need my help, but it made me feel better. I have immensely enjoyed this book. My favorite parts being chapters 38-42. It's the very end of the book. Job and the Lord are speaking directly to each other. There is a lot of material there, so I'm not gonna try to break it all apart.
Here's the gist of it, or how I took it anyway. The Lord is rattling off a bunch of things that only He can do, but He asks them in the form of a question to Job. This is all paraphrased. Can you make the rain to fall? Can you put the stars in the sky? Can you tell the ocean how far to come? Can you tell exactly when the mountain goats are going to have their kids? Can the eagle fly at your command? Of course Job has to answer no to all of these. To me these chapters speak to the power of God. Only God can do all of these things. That might make you feel kinda small, and I think that's the point. I'm guilty of wanting a Nikki sized God. But, he's so much bigger than that. He's big enough to use the earth as His foot stool. That's pretty big. He held all of the stars(the ones we do and do not know about) in His hand. That's pretty big.
If God is so big, then why do we try to limit Him? I think a lot of times, it's just the human minds incapability to comprehend such greatness. I'm glad my God is big. I'm glad He's in control. He's even in control of the things we don't like and don't understand, like Trisomy 18 and Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome.
2 years ago
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I love ya.. && that post spoke to me:):) I almost teared up!
Your husband is trying to get me to help load up the mules"/
I said "Just cause you changed my diaper don't mean nothin!"
Hahahaha.
Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?
And who told the ocean you can only come this far?
And who showed the moon where to hide till evening?
Whose words alone can catch a falling star?
My Redeemer Lives!!!!
i love you.
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