I heard a song on the radio the other day that I thought was beautiful. I don't remember the lyrics very well, but as I was reading the first chapter of Romans, it reminded me of it. Here is my paraphrase:
I don't have a god I can make with my hands,
I have a God who made the whole world with His hands
I don't have a god I can hold or put on a shelf
I have a God who manages the universe and holds me in His palm
I don't have a god you can buy at a roadstand or supermarket
I have a God who owns the cattle on a thousand hills
I don't have a fake god made of wood, stone, or precious metals,
I have a living, active, loving real God
My God is the Creator, Redeemer, Father, Savior, and King
Isn't this the kind of God you could love? Isaiah wrote of this thought as such. Isaiah 44:14-19 "(a carpenter) cut down cedars, or perhaps took a cypress or oak. He let it grow... It is man's fuel for burning; some of it he takes and warms himself, he kindles a fire and bakes bread. But he also fashions a god and worships it; he makes an idol and bows down to it.... He prays to it and says, 'save me; you are my god.' They cannot see, and their minds are closed so they cannot understand. No one stops to think... 'Half of it I used for fuel; I even baked bread over its coals, I roasted meat and I ate. Shall I make a detestable thing from what is left? Shall I bow down to a block of wood?"
How silly we are. How can we be so blind as to pass up the real thing for a fake substitute? Father help me to get rid of the pointless fake gods in my life and help me to worship you, the REAL God who created me and holds me in His hand.
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