Lord, Make Me Small
“‘Shall a faultfinder contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.’ Then Job answered the Lord and said: ‘Behold, I am of small account; what shall I answer you?’” Job 40:1-4
This weekend I found myself standing in the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum before a massive TV screen playing recent videos of the sun from space. What struck me was in the corner of the screen (almost too small to be noticed in contrast except for the caption next to it) was an image of Earth. If this Earth I see on the screen is barely visible....where am I? I am somewhere on the little sphere in the corner, but I am so incredibly tiny that if you were to divide each infinitesimal pixel from one another, you still wouldn’t come close to seeing me, or you, or any other individual person.
Yet, we humans tend to think much of ourselves. We want to be omniscient, knowing everything about the future. We want to be omnipotent, having the power to do or be anything. We want to be like God. And this often causes us to hold Him on trial for not orchestrating things how we would if we were in His place. But when Job tried this (see Chapter 30), he was met with a very lengthy reprimand from God Himself. God doesn’t answer Job’s demands for what he thinks would be just - He barely acknowledges anything Job has said. Rather, He begins to list dramatic examples of His own power, eternality, and independence. In effect, He is asking Job, “Who do you think you are? ...Me?”
We will always need to be reminded of this: there is only room for God to be God.
Lord, make me small. Show me who I am by showing me who You are. The depths of my depravity stand in contrast with Your holiness and purity. The depths of my weakness stand in contrast with Your power. The depths of my dependence stand in contrast with Your utter freedom. As I walk through this day, and the next, and the next, would You remind me that You hold my life in Your hands - and that it is safe there? And it will only ever be safe there. This is the peace that passes all understanding. Protect me from myself, in Jesus’ name. Amen.
Spend some time reading the exchange in Job 38:1-42:6.
Jessica is a native to the Appalachian mountains of Asheville, North Carolina, although she now resides in northern Virginia with her husband. She has been a lover of reading since elementary school and a lover of Christ since high school. She is a full time English major, in hopes that her studies will help her more effectively minister to other through written words. Her favorite things in the world are British tea, old books, autumn leaves, dry humor, and rainy weather. Her goal as a writer is to demonstrate how the Gospel, objective truth, and sound theology are not only applicable, but essential, to all aspects of life as a woman, especially in a world that celebrates sin, false doctrine, and self-sufficiency.