A Sky

Ephesians 3:17b-19

“And I pray that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to comprehend the length and width and height and depth of His love, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.”

It never ceases to amaze me how desperately wide and vast the sky looks. Somehow, I think that God purposefully made the sky to represent His own vastness.

Think about it.

God’s love is described with every adjective used to describe the sky. Length, width, height, depth. The words we have created to describe how utterly small and feeble we are compared to the sky, to the ocean.

Like the sky, the ocean is vast. Even with the ocean being on the place where we reside, we still have not explored it all! To this day, divers, explorers, and submarines will find new species unknown and unseen to man. How could we possibly understand it all? For some reason, it is not at all difficult for us to understand how powerless we are in the face of the vast unknown skies, seas, and galaxies. Then, why is it we have such difficulty realizing we are utterly powerless before the vast power of our God? 

Assuming that we believe that God exists, even those of us who follow God cannot seem to completely relinquish control of their lives to God. We are completely powerless before Him, but we do not realize it. The answer to the conundrum may be that we simply have not come face to face with the vastness of God’s love, or His mercy, or power and majesty.



On the other hand, I think it far more likely that we, like struggling swimmers, are keeping a desperate hold on what little power we have in our lives. I know that if I can control something, like my schedule, my room, or my diet, I will do everything in my power to retain that little control. The same goes for our lives. We want to be God in our own lives. We want to be able to force our desires to happen, we want to have power over future problems, we want to have control over current problems. 

All too often we snatch the pen from the loving Author’s hand, and scribble down what we think is best. But it does not work. Situations out of our control happen. The death of a loved one. Sickness or disease come. Injuries, bankruptcies, unseen financial loss, unknown emotional drama, conflict, and loss. It is at those points in time that we realize how little power we really have in our own lives.

In the midst of loss, we have a choice. Will we turn to ourselves and mourn that which we cannot control? Or will we relinquish our desperate hold on the future to the one who knows what is best for us? To give up control is possibly one of the most difficult decisions we can make. But isn’t is shrewd to give direction of an army to the one with far-seeing binoculars and contact with the generals?

The best way to live is by handing our gripped pens back to the Author of our story.

Like Job, I can confidently say:

“Though He slay me, I will hope in Him.” (Job 13:15).

In the midst of the storm I know that:

“I know that my redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand on the earth.” (Job 19:25).

In the silence of the early morning, God’s vast love is magnified. In the split flash of lightning streaking against the stormy sky, God’s power and majesty overtakes the world.

Though we ignore Him, His glory shines through every stone, mountain, skyline, animal, bird, and flower.


“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities–his eternal power and divine nature–have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.” (Romans 1:20).

The earth, the galaxy, the universe, the moon, the stars, the sky, they are a testament to the complexity of God’s power and nature. How can we hope to grasp the smallest meaning of the tiniest insect in the scheme of time? Similarly, how could we ever understand our own significance and purpose in life without the one who created it?

Stand still, my soul

Watch the world.

See how it turns

See how it whirls.

Who can know

Who can understand

Who can grasp

But onto His hand.

Stand still, my soul

Wait here in peace,

You are more than you know.

You are more than you believe.

“Rather, as it is written: “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart has imagined, what God has prepared for those who love Him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9).

Do not grow weary in walking in faith. For though the sky may take us high, none can live there for long. Even the most majestic peak in our lives is covered with glistering snow, sparkling drops of light, yet nothing grows on that mountain. Below where the sky is cloudy and the way ahead shows gloomy and dark, there the roots of great trees sink down hundreds of feet and anchor themselves to a firm foundation. Only through the blowing winds of the desert storm does the sand shift together and become the new bedrock.

Under the tumultuous pressure below the earth and beneath mountains of rock, there diamonds are fashioned into gems. Through the sharp chisel of the jewelers hand the diamond becomes the shining jewel of the nearest star.


Mountains are good for the soul and encourage our spirit when we look on them and see all the Lord has brought us through. But do not despair of the valley, for there the richest growth seeps into our most beloved memories.

Be blessed today.


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