He's In All Things

Haven’t we been having some beautiful weather the past few days? Dark, gloomy, overcast and a cold north wind filled with a constant drizzle of rain. Just exactly what we’ve been praying for. A week ago there was a lot of indecision about spending time planting anything in the ground due to the lack of moisture and not wanting to risk the capital it would take in these uncertain economic times. This morning at coffee, one man said he was ready to plant just as soon as the rain stops and it dries up a bit. Go figure. Planting and seeds were always a mystery to me and the faith of a farmer, to say the least, always impressed me. First off, a seed has to be dead and dry before you can even use it. Then, what comes from the seed is a tremendous return and an impressive display of its strength. Take the watermelon seed for example. No bigger than a pinky fingernail, and if you figure it out, weighing in at about 4500 seed per pound, what it does for a living staggers the imagination. When introduced to proper soil and moisture content combined with warmth and sunshine, the little watermelon seed takes off its coat and goes to work. It gathers, from somewhere, 200,000 times its own weight and forces that enormous weight through its tiny stem to build another watermelon of its own kind. Not only that, it builds several on a single stem vine. The outside of each melon has a covering of green, within that a rind of white, and within that a core of red. And scattered throughout the core of red are hundreds of tiny seeds, each one capable of doing the same work over again. Who developed this plan? Where did that little watermelon seed get its tremendous strength from? Where did the melon get its color and flavor from and how does it pass it on to the next melon? ...Mysteries of life.
Did you hear about the new groom who asked his wife as he arrived home from work, “And what has my bride been doing all day?” With a proud wide smile she answered, “I filled the salt shaker.” Puzzled the groom asked, “And that took all day?” “It certainly did”, she said. “It’s not easy getting the salt through those little holes!”
One Sunday, little Johnny attended a new Sunday school class. Naturally his parents wanted to know how he liked it. “Real good”, he said. His mother asked, “Who was your teacher?” “ I don’t know her name”, replied the boy, “but I think she must be Jesus’ grandmother.” With a little giggle his father asked, “Why do you say that?” Seriously the boy explained, “The way she bragged about Jesus, she must be his grandmother.”
[Psalm 104] Until you can explain the watermelon, do not be too sure you can set limits on the power of the Almighty, or tell just what he will do and how He will do it. The most learned men in the world cannot explain the watermelon, but the most ignorant man in the world can eat the watermelon, and enjoy it. God has given us all the things we need and He has given us the knowledge to use what He has provided. And the truth that He has revealed to us is infinitely more important for our welfare than it would be to understand the mysteries that he has seen fit to conceal from us. The inspired words of the writer of the book of Hebrews, (Hebrews 4: 12-13) tells of the power found in God’s Word (the Bible). “For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.” Can you ever be where God is not? ...Peace.