The other day I was reading in my book by Francis Chan, Crazy Love, and something I've wondered about for a long time somewhat started to make since to me. Some of us wonder just how long eternity is, and some of us have accepted the fact that we can't understand it at this point in time, and never really will. I've always wondered why we couldn't really fathom the word "eternal."
In his book Francis Chan describes it like this. God was before time, and he created time, so he has power over time itself. We, humans, were created IN time. God was there even before time existed, so if God doesn't exist "in time" but we do, then we couldn't possibly contemplate what forever feels like. And only those "in Jesus" who is "out of time" will ever know how long forever and eternity really is :)
love that you're back! I also love to think about how before anything ever was, He knew I'd be commenting to you right now.....knew what I'd be saying.....I sometimes think of us being a song he has composed and it is playing out as time goes on.
ReplyDeletewe did Crazy Love in our Bible study - awesome book!
ReplyDeleteHis Word is so awesome! Glad you're back! :) I know you are counting the days until graduation!
ReplyDeletePsalm 139:1-18
O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.
You hem me in--behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me," even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.