Personal May 2019
Isaiah said, “It is true, O Lord, that the Assyrian kings have laid waste all these peoples and their lands. They have thrown their gods into the fire and destroyed them, for they were not gods but only wood and stone, fashioned by human hands. Now, O Lord our God, deliver us from his hand, so that all kingdoms on earth may know that you alone, O Lord, are God.”
No matter what happens in this country I love, our God cannot be thrown into the fire because He lives in our hearts. He is not made from wood though He made all the wood there ever was. He is not stone though every grain of sand came from all the stone which he made. The shining gold might be melted away, but He is not in it. Even when the building burns, the windows dissolve, and the spire falls, our God stands tall and the light shines from him.
He is greater than any structure on the earth. The pyramids of Giza are as dust under his fingernails. His hands catch the soul of those crying out from the burning towers as they collapse. His fingers jam the gun of the one who assaults His chosen people.
I don’t like evil, but though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will not fear the evil, which surrounds me because He is with me.
What can a man do but kill me within the sight of God who prevents this bird from falling when plucked from the nest by the raptor.
More than all this, He wants a personal, loving one-on-one relationship with each of us. Though the winds of misfortune whirl around us, He holds us up like a strong tower. These tempests are like a summer breeze on the face of His great power.
Who are we but 7 billion ants on the earth. Still He knows exactly each name from Ping Kerwan to a guy named Bob, to you. His love is all-purpose, all-inclusive, and all we need.