I do not know God well enough.
But I know she just lost her friend to a car accident. I know she just lost her baby in a miscarriage. And I know we just lost another man to an overdose.
I do not know God well enough.
But I know we just lost another house in a bidding war. I just lost another week to an illness. And I just lost another chance at a scholarship.
I do not know God well enough.
But I know what she told us over dinner as we celebrated her 60th birthday – and he asked her how it feels. Does she envy for youth? “I’ve gotten to live those years already,” she said with a smile. “Many people are looking ahead to them, but I have the guarantee of looking back on them.”
I know what I feel on a Wednesday night when nothing seems to be working out for me – or for anyone else. “It’s been a weird week,” I tell him. “If only I knew God better.” If only my view of Him wasn’t blocked, but widened and expanded and lengthened.
Maybe I would have perspective. The guarantee of looking back on who God has said He is. Showed He is.
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace. (Helen Howarth Lemmel)
I do not know God well enough.
But I know the way he asks for my company on an errand even when we’re both having a bad day. I know she always sends me notes and cards and newspaper clippings because she thinks of me often. I know the way she’s there to talk it out even when she’s barely slept.
And God’s love is deeper than that.
I do not know God well enough.
But I know He is gracious. Slow to anger. Abounding in deep, unwavering, committed love.
“The LORD passed before him and proclaimed, “The LORD, the LORD, a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness, keeping steadfast love for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin, but who will by no means clear the guilty.” Exodus 34:6-7a
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