In His Hands
The spiritual says, "He got da Whole Worl' in His hands"
You an' Me Brother...
You an' Me Sister...
Da little bitty baby...
He got da Whole Worl' in His hands.
I am reminded of that passage in James' letter where he chastens his correpondents for being so certain of plans for the morrow. Eugene Peterson's rendering in The Message is interesting:
13-15And now I have a word for you who brashly announce, "Today—at the latest, tomorrow—we're off to such and such a city for the year. We're going to start a business and make a lot of money." You don't know the first thing about tomorrow. You're nothing but a wisp of fog, catching a brief bit of sun before disappearing. Instead, make it a habit to say, "If the Master wills it and we're still alive, we'll do this or that."
For a long time the phrase "Lord willing" thrown in at the end of a statement was irritating to me. It sounded insincere, "religious" and weak. But with time events, experiences of colleagues and my own head-buttings taught me the necessary lesson.
All things are held together by Christ (Colossians 1:17). Consider the following:
1)The delicate balance in capillary exchange in my own body.
2)The push-pull dance of my musculo-skeletal system.
3)The chemical balance ensuring mental and emotional stability.
4)The importance of the tilt of the earth on its axis for the ice-caps and for seasonal regularity. (About the ice-caps. A friend once suggested to me that the break away of a large ice-flow would be akin to taping a tennis ball to the side of a basketball and watching how the spin changed.)
5)Recent lab observations suggest that the genetic Y factor in sex determination in an embryo is being weakened. The result? Too many girls. Too many sterile males.
6)Astronomers would confirm thousands of near-misses of meteors passing by our planet. (A commentator suggested that the Lord must have the function of relentless goal-tender.)
The list goes on...
This morning I heard some of a message from Alistair Begg of Cleveland. (Excellent teaching often on the Truth for Life broadcast.) He was teaching on this chapter from James and the image of our vapour-like lives. One evening's service at the church he had been required to stay late and missed a beautiful sunset outside. He was told about it later. Etraordinary combination of colour, focus and cloud shape, all working to a glorious effect. Clearly a work of God, but then, too soon...gone.
Praise Him for today. Trust Him more than your plans for tomorrow.