Isaiah 40:12-23
Psalms 1,2,3
Ephesians 1:1-14
Mark 1:1-13

Isaiah 40:12-23, Mark 1:1-13

My God Is So Big

Words: Ruth Harms Calkin

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My God is so big,
So strong and so mighty!
There’s nothing my God cannot do!
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My God is so big,
So strong and so mighty!
There’s nothing my God cannot do!
(clap, clap)

He made the trees, He made the seas;
He made the elephants, too!

My God is so big,
So strong and so mighty!
There’s nothing my God cannot do!
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My God is so great,
So strong and so mighty!
There’s nothing my God cannot do!
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The mountains are His,
The rivers are His,
The stars are His handiwork too.

My God is so great,
So strong and so mighty!
There’s nothing my God cannot do!
(clap, clap)

Creation is awesome. One of my recurring themes is the power of an ocean breaker but mighty mountains and cascading water have a similar effect on me. They dispel any thoughts of doubt and remind me of all the wonders of the world, the mega world which we all share and the tiny little one which I treat as an enormous space, the sphere in which I dwell, my daily life.

Today's readings reminded me of the song which I was introduced to at Wollaston. It was our favourite at Mums and Tots. We sang it almost every week. God is mighty, he is in control. When everything seems to be off schedule and we seems to be helpless pawns it is good to know that God is so mighty. We might be lesser people than John the Baptist who counted himself as unworthy to untie Jesus' sandals but God still has special work for us. In his world the insignificant is important which is one reason why those mighty mountains are so impressive- each blade of vegetation and grain of soil adds up to the whole.

I like to go for a walk each day. Not only is it good for me and my hairy companions, Ernest and Windermere but it gives me an opportunity to revel in the world in which God has placed me. It is an opportunity to take time out of the agenda, time away from those pressing household chores; it is a time to acknowledge God's greatness. Houston bayous may not be the Swiss Alps but they are still (almost literally as in lack of motion!) reminders that God is the Almighty, the one who fortunately for me, holds the balance of my life.