Lord, what is man, that You care for him,
the son of man, that You think of him?
Man is like a breath;
his days are like a passing shadow.
The truth of this thought grows increasingly more relevant as I️ age. Time is a constant except for the fact that it is never constant and appears to be ‘speeding up’ as I️ age. The shadowiness of my existence becomes ever clearer as my life races by. I️ am transient. I am flimsy. I️ am fickle and prideful. My body is failing as is my mind. Why would Father God be mindful of me? I️ mean, seriously? What advantage am I️ to Him? I️ have deluded myself for so long telling myself that in some way I️ benefit God. Really? What benefit can an aging, fearful, failing, prideful worm bring to an Omniscient, Omnipresent, Omnipotent God? Nothing. Maybe even Less than zero. I bring no value to Him. I️ am a liability. These thoughts of mine don’t flow out of some self-serving desire to denigrate myself either. Well, as best I️ can understand my own fleeting motive they don’t. What am I️ that He is mindful of me? Less than nothing.
Yet, and it is a beautiful word, ‘yet’, He has revealed this truth to us. There is no reason for Father God to be mindful of us. None. He has everything He needs within His own Triune nature. He is the Godhead Three. Perfect Love. Perfect Justice. A perfect relationship. Yet, for some reason that continues to escape and amaze me, He created us for His own glory, pleasure and purpose. He preserved these sacred texts, Holy Scripture, specifically so that He might transmit this amazing truth to shadowy, flimsy, weak, faithless worms like me. Why? Because He loves us. I’m not sure it can be fully explained to our tiny minds, yet, it must be accepted if we are to survive in this ever changing, shadowy place in these failing bodies. In some spiritually ironic way there is great freedom, peace and eternal security in knowing that He loves us simply ‘because He said so’.
Jesus loves me this I️ know
For the Bible tells me so.
It is enough.
Ventanas 