I sat outside the other night. In a rare moment of quiet, I looked up.
It’s a funny thing when I focus on something so expansive as the sky– I feel small. But it’s a smallness that somehow simplifies my life, distills it down so that I see clearly the things that matter.
1 Then Job answered the Lord and said, 2 “I know that You can do all things,
And that no purpose of Yours can be thwarted.
3 ‘Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’
Therefore I have declared that which I did not understand,
Things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.”
4 ‘Hear, now, and I will speak;
I will ask You, and You instruct me.’
5 “I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear;
But now my eye sees You;
When God says no and I begin to drown in the whys, my focus is inward. “This will be hard,” I think. “Do you even hear me, God?”
Yet, there’s something about looking up that changes me. As I look up and think about the cosmic vastness that my God holds in the palm of His hand, my perspective shifts. I am small, but I am part of a much larger plan.
It is as Job says at the end of his trial, “My ears had heard of you, but now my eyes have seen you.”
It is the “no” that takes me to a foreign place– a place I never would have traveled on my own. But, while I have been here, my God has come sharper into view and now I see the miracles He can work.