From the airplane window, everything seems small. Sunlight pours through cotton ball clouds onto the tiny, motorized Legos below. The patchwork landscape looks cozy enough to pull over my knees—a nice compliment to my coffee cup. My thoughts drift to my fake god.
I wonder …
Just how in the world can God see it all, know it all, and keep up with it all? Because there’s just so much, you know? So many people, so many places—each encompassing massive piles of excessive details. Maybe it’s too much for Him.
There’s a common misconception that goes something like this: I was made in God’s image, so He must be like me. I’ll call this god the “me-god.” But that’s the problem with half-truths; we only get part of the story and wrongfully assume we know the rest.
In real life, we might think:
- I can’t see or know everyone in the world. Surely God can’t either.
- I’m frustrated with my kids. He’s probably frustrated with me.
- I’m often inconsistent and impatient. Maybe He is that way too.
- I’m struggling to forgive them for what they did. How could God ever forgive me?
- God is like fill-in-the-blank because I’m that way, and I’m a reflection of Him.
The root of this particular illusion weaves all the way back to the beginning. On the sixth day of creation, God said, “Let us make human beings in our image, to be like us. …” Genesis 1:26 NLT
But just because we were made in His likeness doesn’t mean He’s just like us. Yes—we were created to resemble God, point to God, and bring glory to God. But we can’t limit an infinite, eternal being to our finite, human restraints.
Isaiah 55:8-9 NLT teaches, “My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the LORD. “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine. For just as the heavens are higher than the earth, so my ways are higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.”
So the issue isn’t God. The issue is me.
Turns out, that me-god in my head—the one who’s small, relatively explainable, somewhat distant, comfortably safe, and requires little faith—isn’t even real. Which is why I had to break up with my favorite fake god and, instead, cling to the One who encompasses an indescribable depth, beauty, and love that’s far beyond what I can possibly imagine.