I Sometimes Make God Too Small

Sometimes my God is small. He’s not actually small, of course. I just treat Him that way.

I lean into certain aspects of God’s character more than others. His love and grace are my favorites. I can lie on my bed and chat with Him about the deepest aspects of my heart. And when I do? I don’t have to be formal, I can call Him Daddy and I can stumble over words and I can fall into His arms.

I adore that He has opened Himself up to have this kind of relationship with people.

But sometimes I forget that this is not ALL of who God is. I forget about God’s Majesty. His Authority. His I-Can’t-Even-Fathom-Vastness.

I forget that if I were actually in the same room with the fullness of God’s presence I would stop breathing. My knees would buckle, my eyes would stream tears, and my face would hit the ground as I bowed in adoration.

I forget about the amazing time Moses got so bold that he asked to see God’s glory. And that God only granted that request in part. Only with Moses hiding in the cleft of a rock. Only with the Lord covering Moses with His Hand. Only with this interaction showing Moses only God’s back.

Because God’s face? The fullness of His glory? It is so overwhelmingly beautiful and amazing and holy and magnificent that we cannot see it and live.

And though I fight this truth sometimes, though I can remember the times God has seemed to hold me as if He was small and in the room, and though I have this relationship with Him as if He is my friend, the truth of God’s tangible closeness does not override the truth of His overwhelming greatness.

The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it; for he founded it on the seas and established it on the waters.

Who may ascend the mountain of the Lord? Who may stand in his holy place? The one who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not trust in an idol or swear by a false god.

They will receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God their Savior. Such is the generation of those who seek him, who seek your face, God of Jacob.

Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is he, this King of glory? The Lord Almighty— he is the King of glory. – Psalm 24

The Lord is the King of Glory. Everything magnificent and brilliant and amazing and glorious and wonderful and grand that is in this world is under His authority. They were created from His imagination. They are glimpses into His breathtaking splendor.

The earth is the Lord’s and everything in it. He is the King of Glory.

And really, doesn’t the truth of this glory make His closeness even more amazing? To know that the Creator of all this, the Source of all things that stop us in our tracks and bring tears to our eyes… this is the God who wraps us in His arms of love.

What could be more glorious than that?

Walk through the Psalms is a series reflecting on the beautiful and timeless poetry found in the middle of the Bible. It is an intentional study of God’s Word, grounded in the belief that God gave us the Bible so we could meditate on it, whether that takes us through inspiring or frustrating territory.