"All
else is creation. He alone creates. All else begins. He alone always was. All
else depends. He alone is self-sufficient " -John
Piper
Water
fused with sweat poured down my face and body. A flash of light shot across the
evening sky above me. I breathed in. Contrary to the normal dusty, humid smell,
the air now owned no particular scent. Maybe it smelled like renewal.
Water
exploded in front of me. Twenty Indians splashed through the miniature lake in
the middle of the field. They raced to get to a white, sodden ball floating in
the middle. One tried to kick the ball but missed, sending him into a slide
through the water.
I
stood, enjoying every moment. How could I not? The scene echoed of the glory of
God. Only God could make my first football game this memorable.
| My friend Jesse |
The
ball plops in a puddle next to me. Rex, one of the teachers, soaking wet, rockets
for the ball. I laugh joyously, shaking a congregation of water droplets from
my hair.
Just
in time, I kick the ball away from our goal and back into the lake that once
was the middle of our football field. More explosions of water proceed. The
ball flies by me, past our goalie, and a eruption of cheers are raised from the
offense.
| Having a waterproof phone case comes in handy |
Jesse,
my friend and goalie, smiles at me and shrugs. Another flash of lightning
screams across the sky. Yes, this is a part of God's glory. I say a silent prayer
thanking God for the beauty of all He has created. I thank him for the
laughing, Indians friends around me. I thank him for the rain. I thank Him for
the soaking wet clothes on my back. I thank Him for football. I thank Him for
His glory.
I've
come to know that God's glory is exceptional. Yeah, perhaps most Christian say
they know what God's glory is, but could most be wrong? It that possible? I
believe I was wrong. To me, the word "glory" had become just that, a
word.
Here's
what I learned: no combination of words could be strong enough to describe
God's glory. It is too abstract, too immense, and too mystifying for words. Million
of authors—Christian and secular alike— attempt to describe the experiences of
God's glory in creation, yet none can totally encapsulate it's full beauty.
I
could talk about God's glory for hours. I hope you could too. It is for God's
glory that we are able to breathe. Your heart, whether you care or not, beats
for God's glory. Within every soul on earth is a longing to give glory to God. Why?
Written in the glory of God is a promise of salvation and joy that is unknown
to man without it.
Jesus
came to die for us. He came to bring salvation to all who would believe in him,
but he came for an even greater purpose as well. In John 12 Jesus is troubled
in his soul. He knows the suffering he will soon endure. In verses 27-28a he
says this,
"Now my soul is troubled, and
what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, it was for this very
reason I came to this hour. Father, glorify your name!...”
Jesus
knew the reason he had really come. He had come to show unconditional love to
the nations that God may be glorified. That's the epitome of majestic! God
answered him in 28b,
"Then a voice came from
heaven: 'I have glorified it, and I will glorify it again.'”
I
want to glorify God like that.
Words
aren't enough. I'll live for the glory God. I pray that you see it in my life. I know suffering will come my way, but I know God will glorify Himself in me if
I let Him. So whether I'm playing football in India while it pours rain or I'm
being carried to my death, I will glorify my God.
All
glory be to God forever and forever. Amen.
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