God’s voice is glorious in the thunder. We can’t even imagine the greatness of his power.

Job 37:5

Dear God, there are times when I just do not like your plan. I’ve been disappointed in you and felt like you broke your promises to me. I’ve been confused about why you would allow this thing or that thing to happen. I’ve doubted your existence. But I’m here. I’m here this morning reading scripture and praying to you. I’m here to submit and follow. I’m here to confess and repent. Why?

I do all of this because I can’t even imagine the greatness of your power. I can’t imagine your wisdom. I can’t imagine what the world looks like from your perspective. I am sure that a housefly’s life seems important to the housefly, but it inconveniences me and annoys me so I end its life without thinking twice about it. I’m sure that our existence could look the same to you, in all of the greatness of your power, but instead you communicate with me and let me pray to you. You guide my life and listen to my pleas for my family, friends and world.

Father, I cannot imagine the greatness of your power. Elihu spoke these words to Job after Job had been through awful circumstances. That’s what makes Job a hard read. Sometimes his friends were right and sometimes they were wrong, and it’s often hard to tell which is which. But in this case Elihu is right. None of us can. And we never will–not even when we get to the other side. But I will worship you because I know you’re there and I know that, regardless of my circumstances, you truly care.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen