Omniscient

There’s a funeral home across the street from my office.  And there is a mango tree in the lot next door to my office.

And this morning, it seemed weird.

It seemed weird to walk outside to stretch my legs and pick up juicy, ripe mangoes off the grass, while the parking lot of the funeral home was filled with cars, and serious-looking men in sunglasses and dark suits were waiting by the long vehicles with orange funeral flags attached to the hoods.

Someone had died.  And I was picking up free fruit off the ground during my break.

And all I could think was that I am glad that God can juggle so many things at once.  I am glad that He is all-seeing and all-knowing and that while I’m oblivious to what’s happening in a flower-filled room across the street, He’s totally aware of every need and every heart. 

And I thought about the fact that on the days when I need Him, on the days when my heart is breaking and mangoes are the last thing on my mind, He’s not tied up with some other problem.  He knows my need and my heart.

I didn’t expect a lesson on one of God’s attributes under the mango tree this morning. 

But He knew I needed it.  Imagine that.

 

You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You comprehend my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.   Psalm 139:2-3

Does He not see my ways, and count all my steps?  Job 31:4

For His eyes are on the ways of man, and He sees all his steps. Job 34:21

The eyes of the LORD are in every place, keeping watch on the evil and the good.  Proverbs 15:3

For My eyes are on all their ways; they are not hidden from My face.    Jeremiah 16:17

One thought on “Omniscient

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s