Alaska

Make Him large.

Last week Carey and I took our first trip to Alaska to visit our son Troy.

Three years ago Troy became a professor at the University of Alaska Anchorage and moved there with his wife Carrie.

Before going, I asked God and He gave me a little preview of what I was going to see there: I knew I would see how big God really is.

Troy and Carrie are excellent hosts. Before the trip, they sent us brochures and web sites so we could choose things we wanted to do in Alaska, even though we told them we just wanted to spend time with them.

They picked us up at the airport at 1:00 a.m., and in “our” room they had left a snack basket, bottles of water, two very fluffy robes, more Alaska brochures, and a brochure they had made explaining conveniences in their house. They told us we could use their car and bicycles anytime but they would be glad to take us anywhere we wanted to go. Both had arranged their work schedules to spend lots of time with us.

Our first day there we rode bikes and I saw the huge mountains falling into the ocean. I thought I was getting the picture of how big God is.

Wednesday we took a train ride to Denali National Park. With the exception of two small towns and a couple of dozen cabins here and there, all we saw were eight hours (265 miles) of mountains, trees, and water. God is really big.

Denali is where Mount McKinley is – the largest mountain in North America, third largest mountain in the world, over 20,000 feet (almost four miles) high.

The park is over 6 million acres. I kept wondering which of the big mountains is Mount McKinley. I didn’t come all this way to not see the mountain. I pointed to a mountain and asked a guide who had lived there all his life, “Is that Mount McKinley?”

He said, “No. You’ll know it if you see it, but less than thirty percent of the people who come to the park see the mountain.”

The next morning I went to the lobby to get coffee to bring back to the room. Even though it was before 6:00 a.m., the sun had been up for over two hours. I saw a small tip of sunshine peeking between the peak of two mountains. That’s when God told me: I won’t see how big He is. He’s too big for me to see all of Him.

Everything I had seen – and everything I couldn’t see – in Alaska would fit in the palm of His hand – along with the rest of the world (Isaiah 40:12.)

There seems to be a part of each of us that wants to be God. That’s why people want to control things and other people. That’s why people want power.

It’s OK for me to look for God everywhere I go. I’m supposed to ask Him where He is in every place and every circumstance I encounter. So I’ll keep finding parts of Him without being disappointed that I can’t see all of Him.

You can’t remove all the need in the world today but there are lots of ways you can help. Ask God to show you that you’ll never know the enormity of God.

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