Seek the One behind your blessings

After you’ve counted your blessings, and given thanks to God, do you go further? Do you seek to know better the One behind all of your blessings? On Thanksgiving Eve at our church, we looked at MICAH 7:18-20 — and were challenged to go beyond giving thanks….

18 Who is a God like you, pardoning iniquity and passing over transgression for the remnant of his inheritance? He does not retain his anger forever, because he delights in steadfast love. 19 He will again have compassion on us; he will tread our iniquities underfoot. You will cast all our sins into the depths of the sea. 20 You will show faithfulness to Jacob and steadfast love to Abraham, as you have sworn to our fathers from the days of old. (esv)

The prophet here speaks of God’s great forgiveness and salvation and goes on to seek to understand the God who does such things for sinners. He presses beyond praise and thanks, to look behind the curtain of kind providences, to seek to understand WHO this God is, and what He is like.

His first and fundament tool is a mind that asks questions: Who is a God that does such a thing…? We would do well to ask the same question as we ponder our blessings: Who is this God, and why has He done these gracious things in my life?

His second tool is a mind that meditates on what he discovers: this God did not act in anger towards me, but showed me His lavish love — why??

Friends, may we follow in Michah’s footsteps, and follow up our giving of thanks with giving much thought to WHO God is, WHAT He is like, and WHY He does such things.

— pdb

Immortal, invisible, God only wise!

Praise the one true and living God with me today!

One of my favorite hymns is Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise, with lyrics by Walter Chalmers Smith, and music (a Welsh melody) from John Roberts.

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice like mountains high soaring above
Thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.

To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish, but naught changeth Thee.

Thou reignest in glory; Thou dwellest in light;
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render: O help us to see
‘Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee.