May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Pondering Life's "Mysteries"
People say God works in mysterious ways, but I don't think he does. I think that's just a phrase that's been coined because it sounds nice and it's a good excuse to use for not noticing the unfathomable greatness that he is and does. I think God works in very meticulous, diligent, calculated ways and if it seems mysterious to me then I'm not spending enough time with him. True, God doesn't always tap you on the shoulder and explain to you word for word what he's doing up there (and down here... and everywhere). But at the same time, I can't allow myself to think that he doesn't. God is omnicient. I'm not. Therefore, of course, I won't understand everything he does (which I guess you could say makes it mysterious) however I do believe that if you walk in a close relationship with him then you will see the beauty of what he's doing around you and within you. I know if you allow yourself to be vulnerable to him and be willing to listen long enough (meaning all the time) then you can see that things aren't just a lucky coincidence. Ever. I think I'm rambling on and after all of this random insight into my own understanding of this, I think it is true. God works in mysterious ways. But that doesn't mean we're just completely blind to everything around us and we'll never know what the heck is going on. There's a lot of things we'll never understand (and I praise God for my limited understanding and resulting dependence on Him). His works are mysterious in this way: we have limited comprehension. It's not inexplicable. The explanation is: God's will, timing, and plan is perfect. The only thing mysterious about that is how he can love us so much despite our faults. Despite my faults, He LOVES me more than I could fathom or explain. It doesn't matter how. What matters is that He does, and as a result He sent His son, and through Him I am redeemed. I am set free. And I have the glorious privilege to put my faith in his "mysterious" works in my life and the lives of the beautiful people around me.
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