The Finite and the Infinite

Being a man--finite in every way--I cannot go back and change any yesterday. Nor can I see into the eternal future to see the end of all things. I am also finite in my wisdom, finite in my understanding, finite in my righteousness, finite in my compassion, and finite in my love. Consequently, when I look at events in the sphere of my time on earth, often, I do not understand the whys. But I know the One who is infinite and sees and knows all things--past, present, and future. I know the One who is infinite in wisdom, infinite in understanding, infinite in wisdom, infinite in righteousness, infinite in compassion, and infinite in love. And I have found that He can take what man means for evil and turn it into good. As Infinite Goodness who suffered more evil at the hands of man than He? And what eternal goodness did He bring from that evil! And I have found that He is the God of all comfort who comforts us in all our tribulations. Yes, all--if we will just admit that we are finite and cannot--dare not--trust our finite eyes and finite conclusions. I have found--and continue to find--that there is no sorrow greater than His comfort. So that even when I spend a day weeping with those who weep and find myself devoid of understanding, I can still rejoice in Who He is--the infinite One who does all things well. And I can recommit myself to be a doer of good at every opportunity that the Light might shine in contrast to the great darkness.

"Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. Red, and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight, Jesus loves the little children of the world."

He, too, weeps with those who weep--while His infinite love binds the brokenhearted and sustains the fainting soul who will come to Him for rest. I pray that those in sorrow will seek His tear-stained face. "Those who trust Him wholly, find Him wholly true."