What Is Man? 5

I honestly can’t believe my dad said yes to this. I asked him to contribute to the Lenten Reflections series, and he kindly acquiesced, though I do have some leverage, being his daughter and all. I just wish you could see him in his fancy black robe, his crisp collar poking from underneath, his shining wing tips gleaming from the hem. I wish you could hear his rich baritone as he speaks. My dad. He makes me nuts. And I love him. Say hi, y’all.

Psalm 8: 3-4
When I consider you hands, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have ordained, what is man that you think about him, and the son of man that you care for him?

Once when I was in the middle of an enormous noisy crowd, God showed me something about Himself. God, who has the universe for a playground and the music of the spheres to compose, cares deeply about each of his creatures. Isn’t it amazing that God has ears for every one of the multitudes He has created, and loves us personally? In the midst of His God’s eye view of all creatures at once, He still has the capacity to know and be known by each individual He has created. And he loves us individually. Anticipating His greatest sacrifice on Good Friday, I am grateful all over again that the God of the universe loves me: individual, ornery, fallen me. How great is that!

Dr. Charles Perrine