How Great Thou Art
The house is quite now. Everyone has slowly slipped into a peaceful slumber for the night but my mind still races, processing the events of the day. Finally, I stop. No longer considering the options that lie ahead of me, waiting like a an anxious puppy at the door. My thoughts now drift to the magnificents of God. I invision my family, each in their beds, safe and secure. But again I am reminded of the decisions I must make concerning them, and then I agian, I stop.
The house is quite now. Everyone has slowly slipped into a peaceful slumber for the night but my mind still races, processing the events of the day. Finally, I stop. No longer considering the options that lie ahead of me, waiting like a an anxious puppy at the door. My thoughts now drift to the magnificents of God. I invision my family, each in their beds, safe and secure. But again I am reminded of the decisions I must make concerning them, and then I agian, I stop.
I begin to hear the gentle but powerful hymm "How Great Thou Art" play in my head. Softly I sing along with the music that has now consumed my every thought, careful not to wake anyone.
Lord my God! When I in awesome wonderConsider all the works thy hand hath made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed;
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
and hear the brook, and feel he gentle breeze;
And when I think that God his son not sparing,
Sent him to die - I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin...
I begin to consider just how great He really is. I splender in the thought of all things created by Him. And I wonder how anyone could even imagine Him anything but great. Anything but the GREATEST. A god greater than He? A creator of MY GOD? How is that even possible, I think to myself. "Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,How great Thou art, how great Thou art". How can I sing such a beautiful song of praise if it not be true? How can I praise and worship a God that was created by a god greater than He? How can my God be great and yet created by another? How can my God be the power through out the universe and not be the only God?
Reaching for my Bible I recollect the passages that cement my belief in monotheism. I remind myself of the verses I have learned to not only believe, but trust. The very words of God that teach me of His uniqueness, of His singularity but trinity in deity. Quietly I rustle through the pages waiting in great anticipation to recieve the comforting words of my Lord. "I, even I, am the Lord and beside me there is no Saviour". Isaiah 43:11 The written words bring me peace in knowing that He is my God, and besides Him, there are no others. Isaiah 45:5 "I am the Lord, and there is no other; apart from me there is no other God."
The large hanging clock ticking away each second, seems to echo through our solemn home. It brings to mind how God has always been. Psalm 90:2 "Before the Mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from ever lasting to everlasting, thou art GOD". Revelation 1:8 "I am the Alpha and the Omega, says the Lord God, Who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty." What great power my God has. But is He the power of all the universe? Again my Bible comes to comfort me. Genesis 1:1 "In the begining God created the heavens and the earth." The creator of the HEAVENS. Yes, He is indeed the power of the universe. The hour is late. My eyes sag from the seemingly massive weight of my eyelids. I must rest now. As I rise from my chair, I slightly stumble toward the table. Catching myself, my hand lands on my Bible. One more verse from my Lord I say aloud, forgetting that others are already asleep. I finger through the pages as though it were Christmas morning and I am 6 again tearing into a box marked To:Ernest.
Ah, finally, I find it. The passage that will see me throught the night. 1Timothy 1:17 "To the King of ages, immortal, invisible,the only God, be the honor and glory forever and ever." Amen. My mind is now set for rest in the knowledge that my Lord and my God is the supreme God of all in heaven and earth. I turn to Him as I lay my head to rest. Good night Dear Lord.
The large hanging clock ticking away each second, seems to echo through our solemn home. It brings to mind how God has always been. Psalm 90:2 "Before the Mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from ever lasting to everlasting, thou art GOD". Revelation 1:8 "I am the Alpha and the Omega, says the Lord God, Who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty." What great power my God has. But is He the power of all the universe? Again my Bible comes to comfort me. Genesis 1:1 "In the begining God created the heavens and the earth." The creator of the HEAVENS. Yes, He is indeed the power of the universe. The hour is late. My eyes sag from the seemingly massive weight of my eyelids. I must rest now. As I rise from my chair, I slightly stumble toward the table. Catching myself, my hand lands on my Bible. One more verse from my Lord I say aloud, forgetting that others are already asleep. I finger through the pages as though it were Christmas morning and I am 6 again tearing into a box marked To:Ernest.
Ah, finally, I find it. The passage that will see me throught the night. 1Timothy 1:17 "To the King of ages, immortal, invisible,the only God, be the honor and glory forever and ever." Amen. My mind is now set for rest in the knowledge that my Lord and my God is the supreme God of all in heaven and earth. I turn to Him as I lay my head to rest. Good night Dear Lord.
