Paper Airplanes

I was reviewing a book today entitled "It's Not About Me" by Max Lucado and found an interesting passage that really stuck out to me. This is for those of you who picked on me and teased me last year about my "ants and sweet iced tea" analogy that I made during cell group one evening ("ahem... Sarah Jewett!):

"What you are to a paper airplane, God is to you. Take a sheet of paper and make one. Contrast yourself with your creation. Challenge it to a spelling contest. Who will win? Dare it to race you around the block. Who is faster? Invite the airplane to a game of one-on-one basketball. Will you not dominate the court?

And well you should. The thing has no brainwaves, no pulse. It exists only because you formed it and flies only when someone throws it. Multiply the contrasts between you and the paper airplane by infinity, and you will begin to catch a glimpse of the disparity between God and us. "


Wow. We are so far out of the realm of God's intelligence that it is just absolutely UNIMAGINABLE. Ever wondered how many more solar systems there are?? I mean, isn't sort of cocky to think that we're the only one, that this is all God could have created? Even with our most advanced super astronomical and meteorological equipment that we've been developing for hundreds and thousands of years, we cannot even begin to tap into discovering His total creation. Our intelligence is completely infinitesimal compared to His.

And the next time I want to question something God has done (especially if it's something that affects me negatively), instead of saying "Man, how could God do that?" I want to say what the Jews would say- "Man, that is incredible. God works in amazing ways."

It's called being in awe. He is awesome.