Is There Anything God Can’t Do?

Although most people have some concept of God–or at least one of a god, even if they don’t believe in him–nobody knows everything about Him. The Bible leaves many questions unanswered. I’m still just as confused about the Trinity–God the Father, Jesus the Son, and the Holy Spirit all being part of one entity–as if I’d never heard dozens of explanations that made sense until I tried to explain them to someone else.

I have so many questions that will never be answered this side of Heaven. And probably not there, either. I’ll be too overwhelmed at being in God’s presence to feel the need to ask.

No need to ask God why He doesn’t prevent bad things from happening to good people. We live in a fallen world, one that was perfect until our first ancestors, Adam and Eve, messed it up. If they hadn’t, someone else would have.

Neither do I bother to question how a loving God can send people to Hell. God is the epitome of love and goodness. None of us is as good as He is. Hell is something all of us deserve. But Jesus’s death and resurrection make us–those of us who believe in Jesus and accept His gift of eternal life–acceptable to God.

I don’t have any questions about creation, either. I believe God created the world. Whether He did it in six twenty-four-hour days or six periods of time is irrelevant. And I cannot believe the world as we know it originated from nothing–on its own. How can nothing explode and turn into something?

Nor do I question God’s creation of life in its various forms–plant, animal, and human. Adapting to environmental conditions is much different from, and tremendously more logical, than evolution.

God has done so many amazing things I can’t even wrap my head around the possibilities.

If I don’t understand everything the Bible says about God, I doubt that I’m the only one. I would definitely steer clear of anyone who claims to have all the answers.

But some people want to confuse the issue and cause doubt by asking other kinds of questions. Specifically, whether there is anything God can’t do. Surely (from their point of view) even He has limitations.

I laugh at the question “Can God make a rock (or a mountain) that’s too big for Him to lift?” (I can’t imagine why He would want to.) Giving into the temptation to prove He could create such a rock would be sinful; it would be contrary to His loving and perfect nature. To me, that settles the rock question.

What about “If God is love, isn’t He big enough to love everyone enough to save us all from Hell, regardless of how we feel about Him?”

According to the Bible, God wants to save all of us. But He wants each of us to love him, and that brings up an important point. Adam and Eve were born sinless and placed in the most perfect dwelling place on earth. They had everything good. And they enjoyed daily fellowship with God Himself. What more could they have asked for?

But God gave them something else–free will. If He hadn’t given them the freedom to hate or disobey Him, their affection for Him wouldn’t have been real love. It would’ve been like the affection we share with our pets–and our pets with us. So God could not create people who would automatically love Him and never deviate from that love. It had to be voluntary to be love.

You know what? My puny thoughts about what God might not be able to do aren’t going to accomplish anything useful. Better to think about what He has done and continues to do in the lives of His children–His highly imperfect children. That’s so mind-blowing it puts me in the mood for worship.

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Roger

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I May Live in Virginia, but…

I enjoy walking outside in the neighborhood when weather permits, but generally I end up walking at the local mall, which is just a mile up the road from our place. Even though a number of its stores have closed in recent years, it still has an abundance of jewelry stores–five at last count, and that’s not including the kiosks that sell only watches or earrings.

But one of the more interesting stores sells tee-shirts.

Thank goodness they’ve quit displaying the vulgar ones near the front where passersby could see them. But they have TONS of tees allowing the wearers to say something about their favorite sports team: “I may live in Virginia, but my team is in Texas” or whatever state houses their team. I keep passing up the temptation to buy an Oakland tee for my son-in-law; he’s enough of an Oakland fanatic already!

It’s harmless fun, though, even though I don’t have any interest in the team tees. How could I? I don’t like any kind of sport, much less a team (or individual) who plays it.

Okay, maybe I’m not a typical American in that respect, but at least I’m married to another American who feels the same way.

This tee-shirt place also prints whatever the customer might want on a tee-shirt. When The Devil and Pastor Gus first came out, I had them make a tee with the book cover on it. When my publisher ultimately changed the cover–big improvement–that left me with a tee I couldn’t really use. I can’t recall whether I stuck it away permanently in a drawer or gave it to Goodwill in the hopes it might end up being useful to someone as clothing rather than as a custom dust rag.

I keep thinking about those “I might live in Virginia” tee-shirts, though. That idea doesn’t need to be limited to sports teams. What about “…but my grandkids live in Florida”?

Hmm. That should get some sympathy from other people who don’t live close enough to their grandkids, don’t you think? I might have to get that one made one of these days.

But the one I really want to have made has quite a different message. As a Christian, why not “I may live in Virginia, but my home is in Heaven”? I can hear the old song now, the one that says, “This world is not my home; I’m just a-passing through.”

I like my earthly life. I value it. I want to live as long as I can do so in relative comfort and participate in activities that make me feel useful. And I want to be the best citizen of this world I can be.

Nonetheless, even as beautiful as many parts of the world are, as wonderful as most people are, the world is still an evil place. Adam and Eve didn’t do us any favors. In fairness to them, however, somebody else would have sinned first and gotten mankind kicked out of the Garden of Eden if they hadn’t done it.

I believe in Heaven, and I look forward to eternity there. Everything that is imperfect on earth will be perfect in Heaven. No wonder I think of that as my real–my ultimate–home. I hope you do, too.

Do you? Do you believe in Heaven and are you assured of your place there through faith in Jesus? How about sharing a comment?

P.S. After completing this post I learned of another good “heavenly” tee-shirt slogan: “Virginia born, Heaven bound.”

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The Perfect Perfectionist

If you didn’t read my blog post this past Sunday, let me say it was about my being a “frustrated perfectionist” in so many important areas of my life. Even though I do my best, I always feel I should’ve been able to do better.

You know what, though? Whatever talents I have came from God, and when it comes to creativity, He doesn’t make mistakes. He’s the ultimate perfectionist–the Perfect Perfectionist, you might say–and I can never match any of the things He’s made.

I wouldn’t begin to know how to create a universe. Not even to design one.

I used to marvel at what the biblical book of Genesis says about the days of creation and what God did on each of those days. Whether you believe those were twenty-four hour days or longer periods of time, God didn’t simply snap his fingers to make what He made each day.

He planned it out first. Don’t ask me how. I would have to be God to understand how He did it. If he hadn’t needed to plan everything, then He might’ve done everything–or could have, anyhow–in a single day. But not even the Perfect Perfectionist rushed the Creation process. He enjoyed designing and creating everything, just as we do when we do something that makes us feel satisfied.

God’s perfect planning and creativity resulted in the Garden of Eden and the first human beings–along with so much more. And He looked at it day by day and saw that it was good.

He’s so intelligent He knew He couldn’t force humanity to love Him–that wouldn’t be love. So He created free will, and Adam and Eve’s choice to use that freedom in a sinful way resulted in their expulsion from God’s perfect Garden–and in the introduction of sin into the world, not to mention death.

The biblical writer who said, “There’s nothing new under the sun,” had it right. When God created everything that we’re able to detect with one or more of our senses, He established patterns we follow throughout our lives. Not only does “every good and perfect gift come from above,” every good and godly idea does, too.

That’s why I tend to look at my newest novel or my latest song and think, “I didn’t write that. God did. I only succeeded at doing as good a job of putting it into human language as I depended on God’s leadership to do.”

Or as I’ve been known to say at times, “God wrote it. He did it perfectly. All of the mistakes and imperfections are mine.”

What about you? Do you believe mankind’s creativity is actually a reflection, as it were, of God’s creativity? Any other comments about this post?

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