God Has No Equal

Well…where to begin or end. I’m not sure. This past week is one to remember. Aunts struggling with cancer. Dads flirting with death. Families wrestling with doubt. Friends questioning and wondering. Why? Sound familiar? A lone voice calling and crying out. Why? Why that or why this? God seems to have vanished or at least taken a pause. 2009 is off to an interesting and intriguing start.

We all have a why…and this why may never be answered. What now? Does anything change without this answer? God remains constant as we toil and trod. God does not change! Right?

I’ll keep today’s post short and simple as the Word says it best (Isaiah 40:12-25).

Who else has held the oceans in his hand?
Who has measured off the heavens with his fingers?
Who else knows the weight of the earth or has weighed the mountains and hills on a scale?
Who is able to advise the Spirit of the Lord?
Who knows enough to give him advice or teach him?
Has the Lord ever needed anyone’s advice?
Does he need instruction about what is good?
Did someone teach him what is right or show him the path of justice?
No, for all the nations of the world are but a drop in the bucket.
They are nothing more than dust on the scales.
He picks up the whole earth as though it were a grain of sand.
All the wood in Lebanon’s forests and all Lebanon’s animals would not be enough to make a burnt offering worthy of our God.
The nations of the world are worth nothing to him.
In his eyes they count for less than nothing mere emptiness and froth.
To whom can you compare God?
What image can you find to resemble him?
Can he be compared to an idol formed in a mold, overlaid with gold, and decorated with silver chains?
Or, if people are too poor for that, they might at least choose wood that won’t decay and a skilled craftsman to carve an image that won’t fall down!
Haven’t you heard? Don’t you understand?
Are you deaf to the words of God – the words he gave before the world began?
Are you so ignorant?
God sits above the circle of the earth.
The people below seem like grasshoppers to him!
He spreads out the heavens like a curtain and makes his tent from them.
He judges the great people of the world and brings them all to nothing.
They hardly get started, barely taking root, when he blows on them and they wither.
The wind carries them off like chaff.
“To whom will you compare me? Who is my equal?” asks the Holy One.

So…give your why to God. It cannot be in better hands as God has no equal! Until next time. Jed.