Who Am I?
You have searched me, Lord,
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.
Today, I joined a tour that took us out to the San Andreas Fault Line. Not the beginning of it, but 20 miles northwest of it. The tour guide, as we were approaching it, taught us how to look for it: in the middle of this wilderness, where the ground suddenly pops up and have thrieving vegetation.
There we found this talcum-powder-like dirt, which is formed by the friction between two tectonic plates, which will eventually will explode with end-time scale quake is also life giving.
This fine dirt allows vegetation to grow by easily taking root and find the water and it allows water to stay underground and not evaporated because water cannot pass through this fine dirt.
Psalm 139 reminds us that there is no place we can hide from God, and nothing that happened in our lives can escape His eyes. That does not prevent us from being accepted by Him.
If God can allow a place that is storing up so much destructive power to have such life-giving characteristic, so will He with us; however, it is not by what we do. It is by what He does with our lives, if we allows Him by aligning our lives with His.
He knows exactly what He is working with before we are born. Nothing we do, good or bad, surprise Him. Yet, He has chosen to do everything He can to save us and give us a new identity.
So, who are you? I mean, are you defined by what you can, and have, and will do? Or, are you willing to let your life defined by Him? I am not asking because I already "got it." I am asking because it is a journey I am on, and I know the struggle is real. Think about it.