Just one blade of grass

Just one blade of grass.

One blade of grass destroys any notion I have that God and I are on the same level.  One blade of grass shows me a miracle unparalleled by any human in the past, present, or future.  One blade of grass screams one thing: GOD IS AMAZING.

Think of it.  Grass pops out of the ground and grows taller and taller and taller until it must be cut.  Water and sunshine fall from the sky to nourish the grass as it grows.  And think of it.  God speaks, and that process happens over and over and over and over.  He didn’t have any natural materials.  There were no natural materials before time began.  He just said, “Grass, be.”  And now we have grass.  When is the last time you’ve spoken anything into existence?  It’s crazy… we have whole museums dedicated to honoring men who used resources that God spoke into existence in order to create new inventions based on ideas that He put into their heads.  Most of these museums don’t even acknowledge God, and most of them go to great lengths to try and explain God away.

And we’re just talking about grass.  Consider the millions of rocks and birds in the world.  Consider the sky and the oceans.  If just a blade of grass was not enough to show us that God is infinitely above us humans, He put all of that here for us, too.

The other day while my family and I were traveling in the eastern U.S., I remember complaining inwardly because I didn’t think that a particular location we traveled to was as “beautiful” as I expected.  That thought was promptly met with conviction.  In the same trip, I was awed by museums dedicated to the Wright brothers’ creation of the airplane, George Washington’s innovative farming techniques, and incredible jewelry fashioned out of gems by skilled jewelers.  But who made the wood, and the leather and skins for the wings, that made up the first airplane?  Who made the metals and logs that George Washington used to build equipment to maintain his farm?  Who put the ideas in the jewelers’ heads for creating all of that awesome jewelery?

It was all designed by God.  Why do we honor God’s creation more than God?  Why do we insult Him as Creator by telling Him that what He has made is not good enough, as if He’s an Olympian performing for us?  Why do we put down His children as if we have a right to be mean-spirited toward whoever rubs us the wrong way?  Why do we trash national park land as if it’s ours to do with as we please?  Why do we forget that inventors and painters and scientists are all subject to the sustaining word of God?

Why do I do that?

Why doesn’t a blade of grass move us immediately to worship our great God?

Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and how inscrutable His ways!  “For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been His counselor?”  “Or who has given a gift to Him that He might be repaid?”  For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things.  To Him be glory forever!  Amen.”
-Romans 11.33-36-

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About Joe Eaton

I praise God that my standing before Him has nothing to do with who I am or what I've done; it is found solely in the perfect life that Christ lived in my place, and His which atoned for my sin. "For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that IN HIM we might become the righteousness of God"..."There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus."

One response to “Just one blade of grass”

  1. Hannah says :

    I enjoyed reading this post! I often times forget to see the beauty in God’s creation, yet it is all so beautiful and intricate and amazing. All of creation is declaring the glory of God! Thank you for this little reminder to see the beauty in even a blade of grass. 🙂

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