Have you ever-ever considered this about God's creation ... the way He enjoys His own? The way He speaks to it? Have you ever considered this: they speak back to their Creator?
Have you ever paused to think that when God sends lightning flashes forth, they report for duty?
Do you know that the young ones of the crow calls out to God and tell Him they are hungry?
Have you ever wondered about God's wisdom, His cleverness, His knowledge, His ability to create and to make things work?
Do you know that God gives orders to the morning and instructs the sea where its proud waves has to stop?
That God walks through the valleys of the ocean depths and that darkness has a home?
Then consider this....
That this God, who created heaven and earth and everything in it, planned and created you. But that is not all, that He loves you, with a love that is far beyond my understanding. That He wants to be your Father, your friend and that He wants to have a relationship with you.
You, who have failed Him, you whom have hardened your heart against sin, you who have betrayed Him so many times before.. over and over.
He loves you unconditionally,
There is nothing, nothing that you have done, that God cannot forgive.
He died for every possible wrong you could have done in your life.
and all you have to do, is to ask God for His grace, His forgiveness
then walk away from all the wrong in your life...
and start all over.
(The Lord speaks to Job)
Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell me if you have such insight.
Who determined its dimensions?
Certainly, you know!
Who stretched a measuring line over it?
On what were its footings sunk?
Who laid its cornerstone when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Who shut the sea behind gates when it burst through and came out of the womb when I clothed it with clouds and wrapped it up in dark clouds, when I set a limit for it and put up bars and gates, when I said, ' You may come this far... Here your proud waves will stop '.
Have you ever given orders to the morning or assigned a place for the dawn so that it could grab the earth by its edges and shake wicked people out of it?
The earth changes like clay stamped by a seal, and parts of it stand out like folds in clothing.
Wicket people are deprived of their light, and an arm raised in victory is broken.
Have you gone to the springs in the sea or walked through the valleys of the ocean depths?
Have the gateways to death been revealed to you, or have you seen the gateways to total darkness?
Have you even considered how wide the earth is?
Tell me, if you know all this!
What is the way to the place where light lives?
Where is the home of darkness so that you may lead it to its territory, so that you may know the path to its home?
Have you been to the warehouse where snow is stored or seen the warehouses of hail that I have stored up for the time of trouble, for the day of battle and war?
Which is the way to the place where light is scattered and the east wind is spread across the earth?
Who made a channel for the flooding rains and a path for the thunderstorms to bring rain on a land where no one lives, on a desert where there are no humans, to saturate the desolate wasteland in order to make it sprout with grass?
Does the rain have a father?
Who gave birth to the dewdrops?
From whose womb came the ice, and who has given birth to the frost in the air?
The water hardens like a stone, and the surface of the ocean freezes over.
Can you send lightning flashes so that they may go and say to you, 'Here we are'?
Who put wisdom in the heart or gave understanding to the mind?
Can you hunt prey for the lioness and satisfy the hunger of her cups as they crouch in their dens and lie ready to ambush from their lairs?
Who provides food for the crow when its young ones cry to God and wander around in need of food?