There are some things that I find difficult. Too difficult. Like understanding the technical details of my gas or electric bill. I still can’t work out how they charge me what they do. Or grasping anything beyond O level/GCSE in maths. If my children ask me anything about that, my mind just seems to go blank! And yet I suppose if I worked hard and was appropriately guided, I would have a fair chance of understanding those things. Time and effort may well help.
But then there are some things that even with much time and great effort I could never do. So I know that I will never play for England at football. Even if I was trained and gave it everything I had, that is too hard for a not very fit and not greatly skilled Englishman of 44! It’s just not going to happen!!! And then there are more serious things that I’d love to help with, but in reality I won’t be able to. So I’d like to help those many jobless young people in the UK find work. But I can’t do that. I’d love to see Syria’s civil war end. But I can’t do that. I’d love to see the restoration of broken marriages of friends. But I can’t do that. I’d love to see all those followers of Jesus going to Christian festivals in the UK this summer become so empowered by God that their villages, towns and cities are radically transformed by these inspired and anointed people. But I can’t do that.
And then I read this morning in Jeremiah 32:27 – ‘I am the Lord, the God of the whole human race. Is anything too hard for me?’
I know the answer is ‘no Lord – nothing is too hard for you.’ He is the God of the seemingly impossible. Which challenges me to get in on his plan. To listen to him, to get to know him better and to partner with him, so that I can be about his work and help others do the same, because he can do all those things that I can’t. And more.
I have a quote next to my desk in my office from AW Tozer, which says this: God is looking for people through whom he can do the impossible – what a pity that we plan only the things we can do by ourselves.
Nothing is too hard for God. Seriously. (Ok, getting me to play for England would stretch him… but you know what I mean!)