Friday, October 31, 2008

Feeling Rather Feeble

How feeble are our finite words to handle the magnificent words of the One who is infinite.

Having been granted an opportunity to preach on this Sunday evening I've become increasingly aware of my finite-ness. How does one do justice to the magnificence of the Rocky Mountains with words. How does one describe such glory as he stands on one tremendous mountain peak only to be overcome by the multitudes of other spectacular peaks that have now come into view.

I remember when I was about 10 years old and our family lived in Stevensville Montana. Our house sat on one side of the beautiful Bitterroot Valley and faced the magnificent view of the Rocky Mountains several miles on the opposite side of the Valley. From our house we could see a tiny box that sat atop one of those nearby mountains and could be more than covered with the tip of my outstretched thumb as I looked out our living room window. That tiny box was a small cabin that had been used as a fire watch post.

I remember climbing St. Mary's peak with my dad and my cousin (we were able to drive more than half of the way up). Standing on the top of that mountain, near the old fire watch cabin we were able to see for miles in any direction. We could see our neighborhood on the other side of the valley and in the opposite direction was a breathtaking view of the Rocky Mountains. What seemed to us like a monumental accomplishment now seemed ridiculously minuscule as mountains stretched in the other direction as far as the eye could see. Mountain peak after mountain peak, jagged, snow covered, and each more majestic than the next. Needless to say this was an experience that I will never forget.

How does one so small and so insignificant in the course of human history speak of such grandeur. These are the feelings and memories that I've experienced lately as I have attempted to climb the mountain peak of Romans 8:18. Just when I feel like I'm getting a grasp on it I begin to see numerous more magnificent peaks that leave me feeling incredibly small and ill prepared for this task. Almost speechless...


mwh said...

I'm praying for you this afternoon. I'm looking forward to it tonight. I know the feelings of fear and anxiety that accompany teaching. I'll be teaching next Sunday and feel much the same way.

Unbreakable Joy said...

Thanks MWH,

I'll be praying for you as well.