Thine, O Lord, is the greatness, and the power, and the glory, and the victory, and the majesty: for all that is in the heaven and in the earth is thine; thine is the kingdom, O Lord, and thou art exalted as head above all. 1 Chronicles 29:11.
God is our Father, who loves and cares for us as His children; He is also the great King of the universe.
God cannot be compared with the things His hands have made. These are mere earthly things, suffering under the curse of God because of the sins of man. The Father cannot be described by the things of earth. The Father is all the fullness of the Godhead bodily, and is invisible to mortal sight.
We must not attempt to lift with presumptuous hand the curtain behind which He veils His majesty. The apostle exclaims: “How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!” Romans 11:33. It is a proof of His mercy that there is the hiding of His power, that He is enshrouded in the awful clouds of mystery and obscurity; for to lift the curtain that conceals the divine presence is death. No mortal mind can penetrate the secrecy in which the Mighty One dwells and works. We can comprehend no more of His dealings with us and the motives that actuate Him than He sees fit to reveal. He orders everything in righteousness, and we are not to be dissatisfied and distrustful, but to bow in reverent submission. He will reveal to us as much of His purposes as it is for our good to know; and beyond that we must trust the hand that is omnipotent, the heart that is full of love.
Jehovah is the fountain of all wisdom, of all truth, of all knowledge …. Man can now only linger upon the borders of that vast expanse, and let imagination take its flight. Finite man cannot fathom the deep things of God.
True reverence for God is inspired by a sense of His infinite greatness and a realization of His presence. With this sense of the Unseen, every heart should be deeply impressed.
The Faith I Live By p. 39
—–Please pray for a friend from church, Howard, he’s in the hospital for kidney stones and partial kidney failure, they have tubes in his back to drain the kidneys because they are so blocked. Also, prayers for my dad who has high blood pressure and seems to be forgetting to take his meds, plus were worried about his memory. David
All the time I was growing up, I did not like snow. Michigan has long winters with tons of snow. Even as a child, I did not enjoy going out and playing in that cold, fluffy stuff. Only on the rare occasions when my mother helped me build a snowman or taught me to make snow “angels” did winter seem to have any redeeming qualities.
As a teenager, I grumbled about the snow. Every winter morning, I waded two and one-half miles through snow that was sometimes above my knees. Those were the days when girls were not allowed to wear slacks to school, so by the time I arrived at the schoolhouse door, my legs were the color of red cherries. To add to my woes, the doors did not open until five minutes before class began, so I, along with other half-frozen classmates, had to wait in that frozen stuff for an additional ten or fifteen minutes.
Adulthood did not change my mind one bit. Driving in snow and ice brought its own perils. As a new driver I lost count of the times I ended up in the ditch. Eventually, I learned to slow down and allow enough space between me and the driver in front. How I chafed when the snow was bad enough that I had to drive under the speed limit. Normally, my speed was as much as twice as fast as the speed limit. In addition, I have never had good balance, so walking on ice or snow-packed sidewalks often ended in a fall. Ron bought me those little metal “teeth” to attach to the bottom of my boots, but I fell anyway. It took me over fifty years to figure out that if I just slide my feet along instead of picking them up, I’m much more successful.
Kansas does not get snow very often, but when it does, I grumble about it.
One day, as I was doing my usual grumbling about the snow that we had gotten the night before, a different thought came to me. Just as the snow covers everything making it appear beautiful and white and clean, so we need Christ’s snowy-white robe of righteousness to cover us. In that brief moment, I knew that from then on, I would think of snow differently. From that moment, it would remind me of my need to be continually covered with His Righteous Robe.
It is God, Who sends the snow and rain. “He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly. He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.” Ps 147:15-18 We cannot cover ourselves with righteousness any more than we could command the snow to fall or to stop falling. God’s Holy Word reminds us, “If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so clean, Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.” Job 9:30, 31 All our righteousness is as filthy rags. We cannot wash even one sin away. “For though thou wash thee with nitre, and take thee much soap, yet thine iniquity is marked before me, saith the Lord GOD.” Jer 2:22 How greatly we need the cleansing only our Loving Saviour can give.
Our Redeemer stands ready to clothe us, but we must be willing. With yearning voice, He pleads, “Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” Isa 1:18 David prayed, “Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. . . .Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence, and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners shall be converted unto thee.” Ps 51:8-13
The True Witness urges, “I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich, and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear, and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see. As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent. Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.” Rev 3:18-21 May we heed His call while there is still time. May we come to the Fountain that we may be washed whiter than snow. May we daily ask Him to remove our filthy garments and clothe us with His sparklingly-white robe of righteousness is my prayer.