I Don't Want to Harp....

...but I just keep thinking about this. I refer you back to this post and the link to that nauseating song. Well, I ran across this dreadful piece again yesterday in my blogosphere travels. I should not have done so, but I listened to the thing again, and then the stupid tune got stuck in my head. I had to reprogram myself. :)

But I began to ponder...

According to the lyrics, here are the things God is able to do:

~set the boundries of the ocean vast
~carve out the mountains from the distant past
~mould a man from the miry clay
~breathe in him life
~hold the waters in My mighty hand
~spread out the heavens with a single span
~make all creation tremble at My voice
~own the cattle on a thousand hills
~write the music for the whippoorwills
~control the planets with their rocks and rills

But then, interestingly enough, with His human creation, God is unable to:

~make you whole UNLESS you want it and you say so


How man-centered can we possibly get? How long will we scoff in the face of a holy, righteous, sovereign God, Creator of heaven and earth? Why do we, for one minute, believe that the definition of a loving God is one who MUST give His creatures 'free will?' That to love them, they must be able to 'choose?' That seems akin to a parent saying, "Son/daughter, I love you SOOOOOOOOOOOO much that I'm allowing you to choose whether or not you'd like to play on the highway."

I, for one, have little faith in my 'chooser.' It is fickle, fallible, sinful and quite unreliable. And besides, it's quite clear in Scripture that, without the regenerating work of the Holy Spirit, I would never choose God in the first place.

How about lyrics like these instead:

Worthy, You are worthy
Much more worthy than I know
I cannot imagine
Just how glorious You are
And I cannot begin to tell
How deep a love You bring
O Lord my ears have heard of You
But now my eyes have seen
You're worthy
You're worthy
You're worthy
You're worthy to be praised
Forever and a day
Glory, I give glory
To the One who saved my soul
You found me and You freed me
From the shame that was my own
And I cannot begin to tell
How merciful You've been
O Lord, my ears had heard of You
But now my eyes have seen
We'll sing an anthem of the highest praise
We'll sound an anthem of Your glorious name