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When Worlds Collide

May 29, 2018

“It would take 100,000 light years to go from one end of the Milky way to the other; and our solar system is so small within the Milky way galaxy that it barely shows up as a speck. Now consider that God measures the universal expanse with the span of His hand. That’s how big is the God we serve.”

This concept, with Hubble telescope images to solidify, was presented to our missions class several weeks ago, but my mind is still orbiting around question after question. It’s as though I have to learn who God is all over again. He is a mystery to me. This mystery draws me in with trembling awe, but one question hangs like a storm cloud in a southern sky: Why?

Why this infinitesimal speck in a galaxy that is merely one of millions in an unmeasurable universe?

Why me? What am I but a vapor in the traces of history that most likely will not remember my name? Comparatively…I am nothing. Why does God consider me? I ponder, awestruck, with the Psalmist, “What is man that thou art mindful of him?”

I’m rocked by the wonder of it all. God is so big! Why on earth would the King of Heaven care anything about specks living on a cosmic dot in an endless expanse that is still too small to contain the vastness of God?

Why should God care about me personally? Who am I in the telescope of it all? I want to serve a big God, but now He’s become so big, and I so small, that we can no longer see or touch each other. I am Job before his omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent God. I wallow in dust and ashes before His awesomeness.

I’ve spent days on these questions, and have brought them with me to the pew on Sunday morning, hoping that someone will tell me, remind me, that God cares about this fleeting vapor that He created.

The reminder came with the naming of Jesus. Jesus, the Servant King who stopped for the outcasts and touched the untouchable with healing power. Jesus, the one who silenced the stone clenching rioters and sent a condemned woman away as pure and whole again. Jesus…a God who sees and deliberately responds. “And,” the Holy Spirit whispers “Jesus sees you too.”

He stops to take notice. He wraps His arms of fatherly love tight around me. He offers me a wild love that makes no sense at all, and there is nothing I can do in the face of it but receive it with awe and wonder and rapture.

God is immeasurable. He is high. He is huge. But He made himself so very low. Jesus came to earth, took on our flesh, hunger, frustrations, and pain. He saw us, touched us, loved us to the point of brutal death. He humbled Himself. And I am again in awe. My God is so big that He made Himself small so we could embrace His magnificence. The God whom the universe cannot contain came down to this infinitesimal speck of a planet, confining Himself to time and space and flesh.

God sees each person who ever was or will be, and each one of us has been created in His own likeness and crowned with undeserved glory. How can we know that God loves us? How can we know that God sees our vapored lives? How can we know that the uncontainable God cares about this little speck of earth and its inhabitants?

One word: Jesus.

 And if the stars of a hundred billion galaxies praise Him…so will I.

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