It pretty much had to be a “God thought”. I am simply not that clever...brilliant...or inspired...
Especially not at four am.
I sat on the front porch...waiting for the van to come around and take me to a very busy day at the factory.
As I sat on the porch, sipping coffee from my mug and looking up at the stars (it had been a long time since I saw the stars at four am)... my mind was not really going any where.
Okay, that is a lie. My mind was racing every where.
I was worried about stuff...
A lot of stuff, actually.
Father, do you have a word for me now...for today?
The four oclock half awake half asleep feeling lingered. Accompanied by a light headache that the early morning coffee just was not cutting.
When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers...the moon and the stars that you have ordained... what is man....
I know what I have always thought David was saying in that verse. Man is so small and almost not worth God's time that it is a shocker when He does bother to come through.
That almost implies that God is dead, or on vacation or decided He got tired of being God...or something.
And something tells me that I am not the only one who thinks that. And believes that. And, to top it off, actually lives that.
What I do not know, is if I am the only one who is honest enough to actually admit it.
Call it a coffee induced thought...or call it inspiration. All of a sudden, that idea did not seem to fit the meaning of one of God's names that is given in the Old Testament.
The covenant making One who's source of existance is in Himself will see to it.
I looked up at the stars again.
The God who arranged the position of the stars...will see to it that (fill in the blank).
It was Wednesday morning of my second week at the factory. Ordinarily the shift begins at 6:30 am. The van comes around a little before six.
Wendsday and Thursday of that week, the shift began at five am. The van was supposed to come around four thirty.
I wondered...worried, actually about if the van actually would come around.
What about the stars?
I am a horrible worry wart.
I imagined the angels watching as God arranged the stars. Lets put the stars here and here and here and here. Lets scatter a bunch of others here and here and here.
Can you imagine the amazement of the angels? What was He up to?
And I could almost hear Him say this will look good from down there... They will like it from down there.
Maybe one of the angels asked: “From down where? Who will like it?”
A smile may have played around the corner of His mouth as He continued flinging stars.
The angels may have shrugged. Well, He knows what He is doing.
They all knew that for sure, if they didn't know anything else.
A thought began to form in my mind. God saw to it that the stars would end up where they are. Okay, stop for a minute.
Do you have any idea how far away the stars are....
We have made up measurements to try to grasp these distances. They are so far beyond us that we don't call it in feet or miles...but years. Lightyears, to be exact.
Some of these stars are lightyears away from the earth. And then they are light years from each other.
We have calculated how far light can travel in a year. And it is actually, well...
The solar system is huge. And it is even small in comparison to the Milky Way. Which is small in comparison to the rest of the universe.
Which is small in comparison to God.
You get the idea.
Why do you think it is such a big deal when I see to it that you have what you need?
If God saw to all that (and He did)... why is it so amazing that He would see to it that I have what I need?
And why are we so stunned when...He does?
Seems like I don't know Him very well.
We have a sort of slang expression: “that's peanuts.” No problem. (Almost) Glad you asked. You should have asked sooner. Or...did you really have to ask? I was going to...but since you have to ask...Okay. It is on my list.
Okay, Father... You have made it your responsibility to see to it. I will trust you. In fact, I sort of have to trust you to see to it. There is not a lot I can do anyway.
Do you know how hard it is to say that...out loud?
And once you get it out, how humbling and and liberating it is to allow God to see to it.
He is going to, anyway. Trust God to see to it is more like it. Because, whether it is through someone else, your own wisdom or effort, or a direct act of His hand...He will see to it.
Well, I had done my part...which wasn't all that much...just getting up and making sure I was ready on time.
And the van showed up.