Nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing

Jeremiah is called the “Weeping Prophet” but it appears that at least for a couple verses in chapter 33 he was able to see things from an optimistic point of view.  In the message verse 16 is paraphrased:

’Dear God, my Master, you created earth and sky by your great power—by merely stretching out your arm! There is nothing you can’t do. You’re loyal in your steadfast love to thousands upon thousands

It is funny how we forget that this God of power loves us and that we have access to Him.  We pray to him, not only because he loves us and listens, but because He has the power to do anything.   There is nothing He can’t do.   Nothing.

Human nature is funny.  So often, we run into a challenge in our lives and we try everything we can think of to fix it.    We ask around, talk to friends, get advice, try one thing, and then another.   When we finally get to the end of ourselves, we pray.

Picture this scene.  I have a daughter who is 4’11” on a good day and her fiancé is at least six two.   They look kinda cute together, but the height difference is sometimes comical.

Imagine if they  standing in the kitchen and Sadie needed something in the top cupboard.    She’s a pretty independent little thing, so she might try and reach it with her own arm, stretching and doing her best to get there, but she’s just too short.   She tries climbing on the counter, but it seems to precarious.   She searches frantically for a stepping stool or something she can use to reach the handle to pull it open.

Meanwhile Matt is standing there, just waiting (which he probably would do according to his personality.)  He knows how stubborn she is, and that he will probably get snapped at if he tries to help.  So he smiles and watches.

Eventually she turns to him and says, “OK.   Fine.  Can you get that plate for me?”

That’s you and me.  We forget that the tall guy is in the room, watching and waiting for us to ask for His help.  He can reach anything, do anything, fix anything.

I think, at least I hope, that as I am getting more mature and more wise, I am learning to ask God for help before I bother with all my other puny attempts.   It seems to make the most sense.