We cite dead people’s words because they live on, yet many of us deny the Owner of the alphabet His right to live on………a rather bizarre thing.
Mankind innately knows the worth of the dead poets legacy, yet we deny He who inspired the poetry through His creation.
We study history to give a present context to our understanding, yet we ignore He who set history in motion.
We trust the words of men a hundred years ago, two hundred, or five hundred years, as they recount events perfectly, yet we somehow laugh at a man’s ability to chronicle events two thousand years ago, as if they could not spell or write. Our ancestors would embarrass us in their mental acumen and attention to detail.
We laud the architecture of European castles and the estate of Bill Gates, yet we fail to see how they pale in comparison to the implanted nature and engineering of a spider’s web, or the roots of a tree, or the fanning strut of the male turkey, given freely by He who made all things.
Imagine a man sitting down at his desk trying to design a way a common spider would eat. Would he have drafted a spun web in all its ‘simpleness of complexity?’ Nope, that was left to the given genius of the insect. Consider another man creating the root system for trees; to spend so much time on that which is unseen. Purely laughable. And the tom, what man would enable the big bird to own the forest with his thunderous gobble?
A web, a root, and a low flying bird that walks all day. Where is mans hand in this? What glory can man boast of by being a bystander to the marvels of creation?
Men were not so careless to write that their hearts were ‘deceitful and desperately wicked above all things.’ Oh how some things never change. It is always easier to trust a person who does not have an agenda, and who just reports the facts, kinda like a faithful messenger.
This is the emolument of scripture, where the weakness of God is stronger than men, and pays far more worthier dividends. Words. Yep, His words: reliable, verifiable, and truthful.
Kingdoms were brought down because of a mans word or a handshake; today, a man’s word changes like a chameleon depending on what is convenient, and the handshake to most is merely a courtesy. Oh how we cherish they whose words are sure.
Fortunately, the word of God is that surety.