Monday, June 27, 2011
Heaven Is My Throne
"However, the Most High does not live in houses made by human hands. As the prophet (Isaiah 66:1-2) says:
'Heaven is my throne,
and the earth my footstool.
What kind of house will you build for me?'
Says the Lord.
'Or where will my resting place be?'"
The Hubbell telescope has revolutionized human perception of the unfathomable vastness that is the universe. The scale and grandeur cannot be measured; its span is beyond human knowing. We can only gaze at the billions of galaxies, nebulae, black holes, dying and forming stars with awe and wonder, and feel infinitesimally small, irrelevant, insignificant, and unworthy before the omnipotence of God. We cry out, "Oh, gracious Heavenly Father, God of the Universe, Creator of All Worlds, who are we that You are mindful of us?"
The miracle and blessing for us in this is to realize that, just as God has created a humanly incomprehensible universe, He has created us, too. He placed withing us the desire and longing to know and love Him who is beyond our understanding. In His great mercy and compassion, He sent Jesus, His beloved Son, so we could grasp to the fullness of our human capacity, who God, the Father, is, was, and ever will be. No house built by human hands could contain the greatness of the Lord but, because we are His creations, He can reside in our hearts in the person of the Holy Spirit.
The next time you gaze at the mighty and breathtaking heavens, let your heart in which He lives leap for joy; the "God of wonders beyond our galaxy" is holy and "the universe declares His majesty". (Third Day) His love for you endures forever.
Psalms 106:1-18 or 106:19-48
1 Samuel 10:17-27
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