Acts 9:5 (NIV2011)
“Who are you, Lord?” Saul asked. “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting,” he replied.
Who are You Lord? That may be a question that many people are asking. I believe that for most people, including Christians, there is no true concept of who God is. We do not take the time to know about Him. We do not take the time to spend with Him or talk with Him. We do not allow ourselves to learn who He is. Instead, we decide who He is. We don’t look to His Word to discover the truth about Him.
One of my favorite quotes about our concept of God is from A.W. Tozer, “What comes to mind when you think about God is the most important thing about you.”
If Christ were to appear before you as He did to the Apostle Paul, would you ask the same question? Would you even know who He is? I thought I did until this morning. Now, I know I would not have. Like many people, I have formed an image of God in my mind based upon what I desire God to be.
Sure, I read the Bible. I pray. I spend time in meditation and reflection. I have six college degrees and four of them from seminary. Yet, the need to know God is a constant pursuit, and it can become distorted from other sources, even Christian sources.
I don’t think my image of God was wrong, but incomplete. I wasn’t intentional in creating a false image. I think for most people we get filled with half-truths along the way and we use those to form our image and understanding of God.
Up until today I had thought that God needed me for the Great Commission. He needed me to fulfill His purpose here on Earth. He needed me to do the tasks that are in front of me. That I had a responsibility to fulfill God’s purpose for me, for His plan. If I didn’t then they will never be accomplished and what God wanted to do will never be realized. I made it about me.
The divine truth is that God doesn’t need me. God wants me. There lies the difference. God has invited me to be a part of His mission, not the other way around. He has chosen to allow me to participate, to be included. He has granted me a privilege.
I can compare it to this. There are times when I am doing something in the garage, and my 3 ½ year old daughter will want to help. I don’t need her to help. I know what to do, how to do it, and to be honest, it is easier if I do it alone. She will only complicate things, make it harder, make it take longer, and even possibly break something in the process.
So, it is with God. He is the patient, loving Father. He does not need us. We need Him. He invites us to join Him on mission. He allows us to help us in His task. He hands us the wrench to help with the project. He knows that now that we are involved, it will take longer, it will be harder and we may make a mess in the process.
But, just like my daughter, who stands so proud with that wrench, we get to help our daddy. We get to be a part of what God is doing. What an honor and what a privilege. Do we feel that same pride?
And, when she stands proud, guess what, I do as well. So, it is with God.
So, this morning I may have asked “Who are you?” God, You are the sovereign Lord of Heaven and Earth. You are the creator of all things and the sustainer of all things. You have set the stars in place and called them by name. You are God, and I am just your son, proudly holding the wrench in my hand making a mess of things, but so pleased that You have asked me to be a part of what you are doing here on Earth.