The reason for this blog

Today, I started off my quiet time acutely aware that the term "quiet" should not apply to our initial praise and thanksgiving to God. We must declare in our thoughts, on our lips and the top of lungs the gargantuan power and glory of the living God. Praise cannot be kept under the sheets of quiet bedrooms or muffled in the cushion of our comfortable couch. The glory of our Father demands a daily response of non-quiet declaration. But then I was stumped at how to take this further. Our vocabulary is so terribly diminutive in its ability to describe even the least of who Jesus is, of the Word of life that spoke nuclear power of epic proportions into the creation of the earth. Our vocabulary cannot even come close to describing the power station on which His words of grace and truth are founded. The Words that spoke Light, separating it out from a darkness that could not comprehend it and ignited the universe of this world came from the same life and person that spoken to us on this earth, declaring the mystery of His grace for grace upon grace (Read Genesis 1 and John 1 together which provide glorious connections between Jesus' God head power at creation and that which he brought to bear on us as a mere man on earth).

In response I started researching synonyms for 'amazing', 'power' and 'greatness' and came across Brobdingnagian. It refers to something of tremendous size and power. It was first described in Gulliver's travel as they encountered giants 100s of times greater than themselves. This may be a better adjective to describe the grace bought for us through Jesus. This grace is not a nice little idea, like a loving peck on the cheek. This grace is ferociously powerful, backed by the nuclear power plant of Jesus' infinite life and the growing prodigious love of a Father.

Today, I am using Brobdingnagian and grace together as the inspiration for this blog. In faith I pray that it inspires me to share reflections on our Father whose infinite character demands that we at least try to catch a daily glimpse, even just a reflection of His worth. Who would dare be given a map to a treasure chest of unimaginable value and not make the effort to find it?