Whisper and Thunder
How faint the whisper we hear of him!
Job 26:14 (NIV)
Elihu — or Job quoting vastness — summarizes glorious ignorance: these are but creation's edges! We hear soft whispers from Him; who grasps His mighty thunder? We see edges, hear whispers, ignoring thunders. God fits whispers, overflows thunders; we know samples, never wholes.
Humble rest accepts mystery sans anxiety. We want complete manuals; God gives sufficient whispers. Unexplained thunders are no system errors — trust invitations: if edges run so vast, imagine centers. Mature faith sleeps well with open questions, knowing answer-holders. Mystery with good Fathers turns adventure, never torment.
Resting in unknowns today: surrendering unanswered questions, accepting silence sans revolt. Whisper and thunder: hearing one, trusting others.
Seen edges guarantee invisible centers. Contemplating today, resting. Rest peacefully tonight. Open questions never frighten good Fathers. Rest today lacking all answers. Mature faith coexists with mysteries uncomplaining. Trust character when comprehension fails. Comprehension failures invite trust exercises daily. Lean on natures, not explanations. Mysteries with Fathers become adventures. Sleep peacefully amid unknowns nightly. Wonder worshipfully. Bigger Gods dwarf bigger questions certainly. Marvel at vastness daily. Small minds rest in vast hands.
And worshiping whispering Thunder: too vast for fitting, too good for silencing.