The sky was open. Blue. White clouds drifting.
And suddenly it hit me.
God is big.
If I imagined His hand drawing a line in the sky, how vast would that be?
Suddenly my small prayers, concerns and uplifted offerings held up just seconds before, took on their proper perspective.
How big is my God? How deep is His provision? How wise is He?
And why do I allow my concerns to blot out such greatness?
That’s when we feel God. When we see Him as He is. Those “face to face” moments like those encountered in the Bible. Not a glimpse of His countenance, but a glimpse of the magnitude of Who He is.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?