Indescribable
Ben is a paediatric surgeon working at the Children’s Hospital in Birmingham.
Luke 12:22-27 (NLT)
Then Jesus said to his disciples: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labour or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these.
You are loved, precious and valued.
I say it again, you are loved, previous, and valued.
This passage was shared with me on a youth group trip to a farm in North-Western Romania, at a time I was wrestling with my value to the team. I hold onto the vivid comparison between the ravens or sparrows, depending on which version you are reading, and ourselves.
We can look out at the world around us and see how intricately interdependent things are. We can see the ways that God, our creator, has both designed our world and all that is in it, and keeps caring for it.
Louie Giglio, an American pastor, paints a picture of this beautiful, enormous universe around us in his book ‘Indescribable’. He talks about the perplexing contrast between how small we are in the context of the universe and how unfathomably loved we are in spite of this.
If you get a chance today, watch the video Our God Is Indescribable on YouTube. He will articulate better than I can the tension between being so small and yet so loved.
Take the time to reflect on what this means for you. What would/could/should your life look like, if you lived knowing deeply how loved you are by the creator of the universe?
Prayer – Lord God, help me know today how valuable and precious I am in your eyes. Help me brush off any feelings of inadequacy, knowing I was curated by the maker of the universe.