Smallness



I usually don’t like being made to feel small, particularly if someone puts me down or I compare myself with one of great achievements. But I love taking the “rhino” to the top of our mountain, looking out over the vast landscape and considering the small space that I occupy. It can be satisfying to be diminished; decrease is a prerequisite to increase. This is the assigned moment for God to move into the center, while I slip off to the sidelines. (John 3:30) But it isn’t just about recognizing how small I am, but about understanding how huge He is. We live in the tension of it all: He’s big, we’re small; He’s strong, we’re weak. The whole thing is incredible. There is an amazing relationship between God’s complete capability and our corresponding weakness.
Looking out over the Karoo I am reminded of Pascal’s writing “swallowed up in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I know nothing and which know nothing of me…I take fright and am amazed to see myself here rather than there; there is no reason for me to be here rather than there, now rather than then. Who put me here?” Then my mind goes again to Psalm 139 “He shaped me first inside than out, He formed me in my mothers womb…I am an open book to God even from a distance, He knows what I am thinking…if I climb to the sky He is there, if I go underground He is there…He is amazing”. Why seek out this feeling of smallness - why leave the comforts of home and go to a homestead in the bush of Africa? There seems to be a link between God and nature. When Job questioned God, God answered Him by asking him to contemplate the deserts, mountains, rivers and ice caps, oceans and skies. How does God teach me to depend on Him? By removing all the other things that I would normally depend on I must only depend on Him. I’m feeling both apprehension and anticipation about the next 10 days in the Karengetti!