Lo and Behold

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For the past several months our family has played the license plate game. We have a list of all 50 states in the car and every time we see a license plate from a different state we cross it off. Knowing that finding Alaska or Hawaii would be next to impossible, our goal has been to find every land-locked state. Well, lo and behold – driving from Raleigh to Mocksville on Interstate 40 we passed a car with an Alaskan license plate. Needless to say we were all high fiving and celebrating. I even wanted to beep the horn as we drove by.

“So—who is like me? Who holds a candle to me?” says The Holy. Look at the night skies: Who do you think made all this? Who marches this army of stars out each night, counts them off, calls each by name —so magnificent! so powerful!— and never overlooks a single one? Isaiah 40:25-26 (The Message)

Isn’t that what we do to God sometimes? We don’t ask. We lower our expectations of the Creator. We make Him small. We lean on our own understanding. Our own ideas. We don’t expect more than our brains can fathom. What is wrong with us? Our God is BIG enough! He will knock our socks off with blessing after blessing and smile doing it. His plans are far more than we could ever imagine. Far grander than we would ever dream for ourselves.

It reminded me of asking a group of second graders (who lived no more than 20 minutes from Raleigh, NC) where they would go if they could travel anywhere in the world. Many of them said they would go to Raleigh or South Carolina. I remember being so disappointed they hadn’t come up with better ideas. I just knew they would be listing places like Paris or Africa, but they didn’t know any better. They had never been exposed to anything else. Raleigh (although only 20 minutes away) seemed like a grand adventure. But I was from Raleigh, had been to far greater places across the ocean and was old enough to have been educated on all this world has to offer.  Our Father has that same knowledge times a billion trillion (as my kids would say). How many times have we disappointed Him by not asking or opening our prayers to His leading instead of our own?

God! Let the cosmos praise your wonderful ways, the choir of holy angels sing anthems to your faithful ways! Search high and low, scan skies and land, you’ll find nothing and no one quite like God. Psalm 89:5 (The Message)

There is no one like our God! He turns trials into treasure. Washes sins away until there is no trace. He sees into the depths of our hearts and loves us anyway. He adores each one of us despite our flaws and inadequacies. Like I said, There is NO ONE like our God. Do you know anyone you could tell all the secrets of your heart to? Do you know anyone who would be there if they knew all the secrets of your heart? That won’t judge you for your past, but give you a clean slate for the future? That is available to seek wisdom, counsel and comfort from 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? That would die on a cross for you after you scorned and denied them?

Our God was, is and always will be those things to each of us. Open your heart and turn over your expectations . . . just when you think you have figured it all out lo and behold – God will show up and show off in a way you would have never imagined.

We weren’t, you know, just wishing on a star when we laid the facts out before you regarding the powerful return of our Master, Jesus Christ. We were there for the preview! We saw it with our own eyes: Jesus resplendent with light from God the Father as the voice of Majestic Glory spoke: “This is my Son, marked by my love, focus of all my delight.” We were there on the holy mountain with him. We heard the voice out of heaven with our very own ears. 2 Peter 1:16-18 (The Message)

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