Being

O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.”

~Psalm 139:1-6

I was talking with friends the other day about how some people who don’t know God consider Christians weak. They consider us weak because we rely on a “higher power” for all our needs. We need strength. We need help. We need comfort. What they don’t realize is that they need Him too. Whether they believe it or not, they would not draw their next breath were it not for God who grants it. Their evolutionary beliefs are irrelevant up against fact. Their belief that they are self-sustainable is inconsequential up against the fact that were it not for God keeping their hearts beating and lungs circulating air, they would cease to exist. All our lives are but a vapor. God is, therefore, we are. And it’s unfortunate that they don’t know that. It’s unfortunate that they think they have to hold themselves together–that they even think they can. How exhausting of an existence that must be!

I find comfort in the knowledge that God spoke the world into being, sat back, and called it good. The same God that holds the stars in place holds my life in place. The same God that grew the trees grows my children. The same God that set the sun and moon on their course sets my life on course. And I need only to sit back and call it good.

The wind and the waves obey His commands. The seasons change at His charge. Storms bend at His will. The earth spins at the sound of his voice. Life exists because He deems it so.

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights…” Every thing we experience…every smile, every laugh with a friend, every hug from a loved one, every time we close our eyes to rest, are gifts from a God whose love transcends time and space.

I want to be weak. I want to be helpless and in constant, constant need of Someone so powerful and sovereign, so omniscient and omnipresent.

I find comfort in knowing that I need only…be.