February 19, 2024
by Pastor Chuck SwindollScriptures: Job 38:1–41
God is prominent and preeminent. He is majestic in His power, magnificent in His person, and marvelous in His purposes. How refreshing to step back into the shadows of our own insignificance and give full attention to the greatness of our God!
Then the LORD answered Job from the whirlwind:
“Who is this that questions my wisdom with such ignorant words?
Brace yourself like a man, because I have some questions for you, and you must answer them.
Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, if you know so much.
Who determined its dimensions and stretched out the surveying line?" (Job 38:1–5)
God is prominent and preeminent. He is majestic in His power, magnificent in His person, and marvelous in His purposes. How refreshing to step back into the shadows of our own insignificance and give full attention to the greatness of our God! It's all about Him!
How unlike the little girl walking beside her mother in a pouring rain and loud thunderstorm. Every time the lightning flashed, her mother noticed she turned and smiled. They'd walk a little further, then lightning, and she'd turn and smile. The mother
finally said, "Sweetheart, what's going on? Why do you always turn and smile after the flash of lightning?"
"Well," she said, "Since God is taking my picture, I want to be sure and smile for Him."
We take a major step toward maturity when we finally realize it's not about us and our significance. It is all about God's magnificence. His holiness. His greatness. His glory.
In whirlwind and storm is His way,
And clouds are the dust beneath His feet.
The LORD is good,
A stronghold in the day of trouble,
And He knows those who take refuge in Him.
(Nahum 1:3, 7)
God is transcendent. He is magnificent. He is mighty. He alone is awesome! He is all around us, above us, and within us. Without Him there is no righteousness. Without Him there is no holiness. Without Him there is no promise of forgiveness, no source
of absolute truth, no reason to endure, no hope beyond the grave. Nothing compares to Him. As in that grand hymn:
O worship the King, all glorious above,
And gratefully sing His wonderful love;
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.1