But, God, can You really live here on the earth? The sky and the highest place in heaven cannot contain You. Surely this house which I have built cannot contain You. 1 Kings 8:27
I was thinking about an old toy, Lord. One that I used to play with when I was a child, and then we bought one for our children. Remember? It was a box that played a tune and then burst open and up popped a clown or some other cute surprise. It was startling the first time; then I, like all children before and after me, played it over and over again ~ driving mine and generations of parents crazy.
Using the toy as an analogy, perhaps that is how I viewed You when I was a child growing up. You were like that toy ~ easily contained in a box that sat on a shelf or lay forgotten at the bottom of my toy chest. You might be pulled out to be played with once in awhile ~ pop up, get a reaction, and then Your lid would be slammed down and You would be out of sight until the next whim.
How sad to think You were nothing more than a “God-in-a-box” toy to me. From a childish viewpoint, You were not needed very often, and You couldn’t be very powerful; after all, You fit in a pint-sized box.
That was then, but how about now? Have I let You out of Your “box” yet? Have I begun to realize how mammoth You really are and that You could never be contained on any scale?
In Job 37, MSG, one of Job’s friends confronts him: Stop in your tracks! Take in God’s miracle-wonders! Do you have any idea how God does it all, how He makes bright lightning from dark storms, how He piles up the cumulus clouds ~ all these miracle-wonders of a perfect Mind? Mighty God! Far beyond our reach! Unsurpassable in power and justice! It’s unthinkable that He’d treat anyone unfairly. So bow to Him in deep reverence, one and all! If you’re wise, you’ll most certainly worship Him.
Then God confronts Job in chapter 38, MSG: I have some questions for you, and I want some straight answers. Where were you when I created the earth? Who decided on its size? Certainly you’ll know that! Who came up with the blueprints and measurements? How was its foundation poured and who set the cornerstone, while the morning stars sang in chorus and all the angels shouted praise? And who took charge of the ocean when it gushed forth like a baby from the womb? That was Me! I wrapped it in soft clouds and tucked it in safely at night.
Do you know where Light comes from and where Darkness lives so you can take them by the hand and lead them home when they get lost? Have you ever traveled to where snow is made, seen the vault where hail is stockpiled, the arsenals of hail and snow that I keep in readiness for times of battle and war?
God raised one challenging question after another and volleyed them one by one at Job. Bull’s-eye. Job had no response. How could he? Our God is an awesome, majestic, and powerful God!
O Lord, there is none like You, nor is there any God besides You, according to all that our ears have heard. 1 Chronicles 17:20
You cannot be contained ~ not in a box. Not in a structure of any kind, and I am so grateful.
Thank You, God.
shared from “Shattered by Suicide”