Hands cupping mugs, we swap stories about sewing, shopping, childhood tendencies. Elbows on table, we three are completely different, yet the same as her in some way. I’ve known her for over thirty years, yet never noticed that dash of daring she shares with her second daughter. Trading courageous tales, they grin at uncovered sameness. I, the oldest, look just like her - my face, the way I walk and sway arms, even the way I laugh, and get caught mouth-open in too many pictures. And the youngest, adorned in jewels, gestures wide-eyed- much like mom - about sales and deals. Mom excitedly shares her own bargain adventures, and rings and trinkets are paraded in celebration. Each of us shares a unique bond with mom that no one else can.
And it hits me – this is how it is with God.
I love the idea of never understanding God. Any god that can be understood – fully known – by me, is indeed a small god. One of my favorite things on this planet is to look up at the cloud-filled sky, or star-spattered night. The moment I do, a sigh escapes as the huge canvass stretches - a gigantic reminder of ...smallness. And if the sky is simply a made thing, a trifle … what can I possibly know of a God that big? … and if his love is deeper and higher…? Oh! The endlessness of it thrills me!
And I’m fully known by Him. He is bigger than sky, has created billions of humans across thousands of years, and he knows my every thought. He loves me and always has. I’ll never know Him like that, but I get to spend my life here and later learning, discovering, pursuing.
“And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete
with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.”
“Then the way you live will always honor and please the Lord,
and your lives will produce every kind of good fruit.
All the while, you will grow as you learn to know God better and better.”