Thoughts for another day

May 17, 2012

Today's verse: Ps. 139:17. How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! (KJV)

(Pls. read the above before you read further. Thanks)

How infinite are God's thoughts toward us reflects David the psalmist, in rendering one of the most beautiful poems to the magnificence of God, to His absolute omniscience; conceding rather happily through his heart that God is Omniscient and also Omnipotent.   Throughout the psalm, David can't help but marvel at God who thinks so much of us, and in a way, has nothing but thoughts to us and us alone. David is clearly awed by the beauty of a God who never seeks to move away from Him.

My friend God's thoughts and counsels are unfathomable and beyond enumeration.  He is at once with us and with zillions of creatures in this vast universe and yet He knows our every thought, yea, He is aware of our every cogitation.  His inner consciousness and thoughts are vast and humungous and the good news for you and me is that they are toward us.  He knows us as it were, individually and personally.  He values our 'being' far more than I do mine and you do yours.  He is constantly thinking of our wellbeing, our happiness and our being with Him in eternal life.  Let the knowledge  that He is always there not frighten you; rather let it remind you that He is so fond of you, He just cannot move away.

In this psalm I realize how close God is with you and me and I recall Jesus' saying, 'I will be with you always, even to the end of age.' I bow my head in quiet obeisance when I think, 'Lord, when were You ever away from me?  For I know Lord, You can't take Your eyes off me; so much do You care for me and love me.'  Yea, my spirit rejoices in the knowledge that God, my Father, is ever with me, even when I sin and break His heart.  It jolts me to think how I pain Him so much, but shameless that I am, I repeatedly pain Him again and again.  But when my madness is over, He gently comes, sits with me and cajoles me.  Imagine, He cajoles me, a worm who has hurt Him saying, 'Never mind My Son, I believe in you and I know you will rise from your sin and be My instrument on earth!'  Oh My God, precious, awesome, sparkling, brilliant and tender God, how great Thou art and how precious are Your thoughts unto me and how infinite their sum!  My head bows down in humble adoration.