"You thought that I was just like you."

Psalm 50:21

Sunrise over the Gulf of Mexico, Henderson State Beach, Florida

Copyright Simple Grace Ministries, 2009

Beloved,

One of the things I love about being on the road is that without a two-story house, a yard and flower garden, or extended family and friends nearby, my time for reflection, study and prayer increases dramatically. The hours spent traveling afford opportunity to pursue Godly things without neglecting any responsibilities.

This week, through a series of “coincidences,” I have been pointed three times through different sources to the scripture in Psalm 50 which says, “You thought that I was just like you”. (Ps. 50:21) Somehow amid seeking His will and following His call, feeling His love and studying His word, I still find it difficult to absorb how empirically and intrinsically different He is from me. I long to comprehend His GOD-ness, His indescribable sovereignty that scrutinizes the universe from wide expanse to micro-atomic detail, and yet is somehow devoted to me in my obscurity. I am chosen by Him. I am beloved. I am His defended possession, treasured more than His life, for He gave His life for me. Not like me at all!

In the familiarity of scripture, He can sometimes be sensed as too common, too much a peer, and it is tempting to reduce His majesty to a fraternal level. Though I am not tempted to consider Jesus my ‘buddy’, He is my closest Friend and I confide in Him all day long. Casually. Intimately. Informally. He is my ‘Abba.’

Existing far beyond that capacity, I am thankful to be reminded that sometimes I DO think He is just like me. Tragically so. Limited by earthly boundaries. Restricted in resources. Perplexed by circumstances. Wounded by words or relationships. Broken by sin.

“You thought that I was just like you.”

Those words are a wake-up call to consider Him. From Genesis to Revelation, He is NOT like me! I delight in pondering His untouchable holiness, His limitless power and astonishing creativity. If at any time I entertain thoughts of being ‘like Jesus’, a moment’s consideration of Who He is places me back into the realm of reality.

I am simply an extremely grateful servant who, in humility, passionately desires to be His disciple. Transformed by His love and redemption. Dependent. Vulnerable. Sustained by grace. For today, at least, I am awestruck by the King of Kings: He who alone puts the ‘Awe’ in Awesome, the ‘Wonder’ in Wonderful, and Who loves me personally enough to remind me of Who He is.

Passionately serving Christ,

Kathy Hitch, for the Hitch family