God is the ocean, and we keep writing about a cup of water.”Charlie Peacock, musician and producer
One cannot be too careful about one’s reading material, especially at thirty thousand feet where confined airplane space and a four hour flight leave plenty of room for pondering a powerful metaphor.
“God is the ocean, and we keep writing about a cup of water.”
I hear the challenge in this statement , but the ocean is large and turbulent.
It misbehaves, ebbs and flows according to its own timetable–not mine.
The ocean will not be corraled.
How much easier it is to deal with water contained in a cup.
I can hold it in my hand.
I can see it all at once:
flavor it with tea;
control the temperature;
drink it if I please
or dump it down the drain.
Truly, God, you are the ocean,
immeasurable in breadth,
unfathomable in depth.
Isaiah’s elegant prose presses in with the question:
“To whom then will you liken God,
or what likeness compare with him?”
Incomparable you are, LORD–dangerous and yet delightful.
In our making and our moving,
In our living and our leading,
Give us courage, Lord, to choose the salty splash in the face
And the faithful rhythm of your tide.
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Cup of water photo by Manu Schwendener on Unsplash
Ocean photo by Joseph Barrientos on Unsplash