Is it possible that God is just as macro as He is micro, just as infinite as He is closed-ended?
He is who He is– limitless– but transforms Himself to be who I need Him to be right now, today.
He may be mother and father and something totally other–
all things to all people.
He is not bound or restricted, held to our standard of what can be done and how many miracles are allowed–
But He fulfills every need nonetheless,
sustains every heart and gives life where life is needed.
So how do we stretch ourselves?
Who do we become in our complete micro-ness, in our inability to be grand and mighty?
We pray, “Holy Spirit, fill my spaces and transform them into Kingdom.”
And something happens moment after moment, day after day.
Something shifts inside of us, and we are capable of more,
astounded by beauty,
lifted in spirit
to those high places where we see the world through
a new, clearer lens.
If God can truly be just as micro as He is macro, that means our belonging to Him is fuller than it was yesterday,
and our posture before Him should be so much freer, calmer, lighter.
We can look up and out and around and say, I am taken care of,
and it is true from the tiniest frosted leaf to the grandest sunset at day’s end.
It is true from the working hours of the ant to the beaming smile of a great-grandmother.
It is true from the darkest corner of our hearts to the brightest hope that hope can bring.
My, how secure we are, indeed.
And so we pray,
For whatever today was, Spirit,
You were there,
circling in and out and around us.
We all come because of our need–
we all have holes that need filling,
wounds that need tended to.
And You meet us before we utter a word–
You meet us before our feet touch the ground at our bedside,
before the sun rests her rays on us through the window panes.
You meet us before we know that there is breath in our lungs
or a beating heart in our chests.
You are everything to everyone.
Oh, the goodness of You.