Behold...

A long passage today, because it’s so darn good, from Isaiah 40:

Who has measured the waters in the hollow of His hand,

And marked off the heavens by the span,

And calculated the dust of the earth by the measure,

And weighed the mountains in a balance

And the hills in a pair of scales?

Who has directed the Spirit of the Lord,

Or as His counselor has informed Him?

With whom did He consult and who gave Him understanding?

And who taught Him in the path of justice and taught Him knowledge

And informed Him of the way of understanding?

Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket,

And are regarded as a speck of dust on the scales;

Behold, He lifts up the islands like fine dust.

Even Lebanon is not enough to burn,

Nor its beasts enough for a burnt offering.

All the nations are as nothing before Him,

They are regarded by Him as less than nothing and meaningless.

To whom then will you liken God?

Or what likeness will you compare with Him?

Wow, it’s hard not to shed a few tears reading this passage, as I feel so small and ashamed of even daring to question the God who is the definition of wisdom.  And then to realize that he wants to share that wisdom with us; in fact, he tells us to seek it.

There is nothing to compare to our God. All we can do is marvel, wonder, and love Him more than life itself.

That is a wise way of living.