Mightier than the thunders of many waters, mightier than
the waves of the sea,
the Lord on high is mighty. Psalm 93:4
I like
feeling small. Not small like when I’m standing next to Mike in ITK, but small
in the sense of seeing life through the lens of proper perspective. Being
reminded of the tiny blip that I am in the grand scheme of things is good for
my soul. Allow me to try and explain.
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| Mike Krebs - NBC Family Pastor of MS (left) |
It was
low tide, so the waves were a good football field away from the beach. If the beach could talk, I'm sure she would've said: “Gosh guys, I
wish you woulda told me you were coming over!” Yet even in the darkening hour of
low tide, the scene was nothing less than awesome. Though I had been to the
ocean before, it had been a while. I honestly had forgotten its power, its
enormity, and its beauty.
Our
time in South Carolina was brief, yet busy. I had stayed up late the night
before talking with the fellas. We had been in meetings all day
long. There was every reason for me to feel exhausted, and prior to hitting the
sand, that’s exactly how I felt. However, upon seeing the ocean, hearing the
crashing of its waves, I found my strength renewed.
Despite
being 34 and probably expected by my colleagues to act more “adult-like” and
all, I couldn’t resist. Once we got to the sand, my natural response was to run. I immediately lost my
shoes, rolled my pant legs up, and took off on a sprint for the water (which by the way, is
very cold in March). With the cold, wet sand between my toes, the ocean at my
face, and the open heavens above, I became as joyful and giddy as a child. The
breathtaking waters demanded it.
No one
sees the ocean and scoffs. Not even Mike can gaze upon the massive body of water
and feel big. Folks, I could have stayed there all night. I could have soaked
up the sounds until the tide returned home. And in case you’re not yet picking up what
I’m jiving at, this is a picture of how it is with the Lord. He reveals the
beauty of Himself and we are awestruck. One taste of His irresistible grace and
we’re never the same. One glimpse of Him and our souls are stirred; our
strength is renewed; and our finite minds are forever captivated by the majesty
of His infinite power!
That’s
why I say it’s good to feel small. I should feel small because that’s exactly
what I am – small, powerless, needy, undeserving of God’s grace and mercy.
Friend, we must befittingly sense our frailty so that we might rejoice as the
psalmist. For as David considered God’s wonders, as he observed the incredible works
of the Almighty, overwhelmed by such goodness, David rightly wondered in awe, “What
is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him
(Psalm 8:4)?”
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| Matt Fowler Associate Pastor of Students & Mission Outreach matt@nbchurch.info @fattmowler |
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