Sovereign Lord, you have begun to show to your servant your greatness and your strong hand. For what god is there in heaven or on earth who can do the deeds and mighty works you do?
I have to admit, I love seeing the mighty works of God, and many times, I see mighty works He could do and I get disappointed when He seems silent. I want the Omnipotent Creator to stop wars. When I see children suffering, I wish He would just intervene. If you’re like me, you don’t understand and want to know why He doesn’t just step in and use His power to stop the horrific events. Fortunately, God doesn’t mind us asking. He doesn’t even hold it against me when I feel that way. However, as I read scripture, I also notice the Almighty never feels obligated to explain Himself–not the Old Testament Father nor the New Testament Son.
Sometimes it’s because He’s already given us the answer. Much of what we’d like to see changed (perhaps all) stems from a human’s free will. Wars ensue because one nation or one leader wants something the other country has. Human trafficking happens because some man or woman decides getting money for him or herself is more important than another person’s freedom and happiness. Even many illnesses come because of choices–food choices, work choices, substance choices, and many times our choices affect others around us.
Other times we don’t get an explanation because as He told Job, “Where were you when He laid the foundations of the earth?” (Job 38:4) God is sovereign, while He allows us to ask (which is more than most kinds allow), He doesn’t feel obliged to reply.
I will always ask God to do the mighty and the impossible because I know He can and sometimes does. I will bother Him with every problem and mess I see, mine and others. However, there is another kind of prayer I relish.
I’m a big fan of the little prayers. I love watching God’s strong hand accomplish little things, minor details with little or no consequence. I’ve discovered when I’m walking close to Him, He never says no to those. They seem silly to most folks, and I hesitate to share them here because some who stop by will scoff. Some people think they’re coincidence, others tell me to stop bothering the Creator of the Universe. But I know when I pray for little things that are important to me, God seems to make it happen a good deal of the time. In fact, I’d like to tell you it’s 100% of the time, but maybe it’s less often than I think; I’m just so amazed He cares about these little things, each one blesses me more than you can know.
God has shown me where to find numerous hidden objects, things I needed to be productive (or just fashionable)– things found in obscure spots far from where they belonged. He’s taken me to lost items, hubcaps and stocking hangers. He makes sure I never have to fight traffic when I get on the highway. And most recently when I was nine points from breaking one-hundred going into the tenth frame (yes, I bowl that badly), I asked him to give me something I hadn’t had very often all night, a ball that knocked down nine pins. I hadn’t had one strike and had managed about four spares in two games. But when my very light ball made its way down the alley, all ten pins fell. I got two extra balls and ended the game with 110. Coincidence? Maybe. But it’s hard to believe my only strike all night came after a prayer. I hesitated in my prayer and told God I knew it was foolish. But somewhere in my being just before I threw the ball I felt God tell me ‘no request is too small from someone I love so dearly.’ I smiled as my ball hit the lane because I knew I’d had an encounter with my Savior even if He chose to keep me under one-hundred.
I always watch for God in the magnificent because I love the spectacular. The stars, planets, and their placement fascinate me. I find the beauty of the trees and flowers mesmerizing. Lightning storms and crashing waves pull me in as much as they frighten, and I’ll never get tired of seeing an eclipse or a rainbow. I’ve seen God do miraculous healings. They sent my grandmother home to die three times before she succumbed to Lupus. And I’ve seen Him choose not to.
Regardless, I know what God can do, so I want to always be like Moses. Israel’s leader knew his journey was over. God had told him he wouldn’t see the Promised Land. Still the man of God recognized “What god is there in heaven or earth who can do the mighty things you do?”
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