perspective.

The ocean. 

It does something to the depth of my soul. I am in awe. Not in awe of the expanse, not in awe of the power, but in complete and utter awe of the One that made and designed the ocean.

When I stare into the vast stretch of the ocean I am taken away into a place that I do not know yet. I am reminded of an eternity that far outweighs this life. I am reminded of how small and seemingly insignificant I am. There is a book called Blue Like Jazz. (Probably one of my top 3 favourite books ever) and in this book, Donald Miller describes how we cannot and should not lose our “awe worship factor” of God. He specifically has created the world in such a way that keeps us wondering about Him. I never want to fully understand this world, the people and the intricacies of how it all functions so perfectly and precisely. Cause as soon as I understand, I won’t need God. And I want to be like a shoe that is created and formed perfectly by the expert craftsman. The shoe should never understand how it was made, there will never be the “on-the-same-level” relationship that so many people want to have with God.

I want to remain in awe. I want to continue to worship Him in the small and massive details of creation.

So in my smallness it does not make me feel purposeless or worthless, it actually does quite the opposite. I look off into the distance of the ocean that seems to have infinite length, and I realize that I am small. BUT there is the most beautiful, personal and intimate relationship to experience with the One that made that ocean, that made me and all the finite details of who I am. He longs for me. He designed influential plans for me. It is a wonder in itself that He is too big for me to comprehend and yet so personal to each one without partiality.

The ocean does something to my perspective, to the depth of my soul.