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What has God ever done for me?

Good Monday morning to this week 37/2017

For it was you who formed, fashioned my inmost being. You wove and covered me in mother’s womb.  Psalm 139:13

The fastest muscles in a human body are the ones that make the eyes blink. They can contract in less than one-hundredth of a second. In just one day, a person may blink their eyes over 11,500 times. In an adult human, blood circulates about 19,000 a day. This is like traveling from east to west across the widest part of the Pacific Ocean. A person takes about 23,040 breaths a day, or about 672,768,000 breaths in a lifetime. The body can detect taste in .0015 seconds, which is faster than the blink of an eye. Messages from the human brain travel along nerves at up to 200 miles an hour (322 km/h) – yes, we know how fast this is after watching hurricane Irma for the past week! There are so many nerve cells in a human brain that it would take almost 3,000 years to count them!

I think the creator knew what he was doing when he made us!

Somehow the question does seem out of place when we ask, what has God done for me? Some Jewish doctors are of opinion that Psalm 139  is the most excellent of all the psalms of David;  a very devout meditation upon the doctrine of God’s omniscience, which we should therefore have our hearts fixed upon.

Thou knowest me and all my motions, my down-sitting to rest, my uprising to work, with what temper of mind I compose myself when I sit down and stir up myself when I rise up, what my soul reposes itself in as its stay and support, what it aims at and reaches towards as its felicity and end.

Thou knowest me and all my designs and undertakings; thou compassest every particular path; thou siftest or winnowest my path, so as thoroughly to distinguish between the good and evil of what I do,’ as by sifting we separate between the corn and the chaff.

We are always under his eye. He is omnipresent; this supposes the infinite and immensity of his being, from which follows the ubiquity of his presence; heaven and earth include the whole creation, and the Creator fills both, he not only knows both, and governs both, but he fills both. Every part of the creation is under God’s intuition and influence. David acknowledges this wonderfully with application and sees himself thus open before God.

No flight can remove us out of God’s presence: “Where shall I go from thy Spirit, from thy presence, that is, from thy spiritual presence!

“Quocunque te flexeris, ibi Deum videbisoccurrentem tibi”.

Wherever you turn, you will see God meet you.  Seneca

David specifies the most remote and distant places, and counts upon meeting God in them. In heaven … If I ascend, in the deepest depth of the earth, in the remotest corners of this world. “If I take the wings of the morning”, the rays of the morning-light called the wings of the sun. Even to the hidden  heart of man. But it was God himself that thus covered us, and therefore He can, when He pleases, discover us; when He hid us from all the world he did not intend to hide us from himself, even there he can reach out to us.

David desires that as far as he was in the wrong God would discover it to him. He wishes honestly he had a window in his breast that God and man may look into his heart: “Lord, I hope I am not in a wicked way, but see if there be any wicked way in me, any corrupt inclination remaining; let me see it; and root it out of me, for I do not allow it. In conclusion, he desires to be led by this God: Lead me in the way everlasting, on a way of godliness an everlasting way; everlastingly true and good, pleasing to God and profitable to himself.

Yes, Lord this is my desire to be kept and led in this way, that we may not miss it, turn from it, nor tire in it. I give thanks to you Lord because I have been so amazingly and miraculously made. Your works are miraculous, and my soul is fully aware of this.

Suppose I should be so foolish as to think of getting out of thy sight, that I might shake off the awe of thee, suppose I should think of revolting from my obedience to thee, or of disowning a dependence on thee and of shifting for myself, alas (i regret) yet,  even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me!

Wishing you a very good week!

Philemon