Let Me Be A Liar

I'm so thankful that I am not God.

I consider all of the pressure of such an esteemed position.. then I consider all the times I cave in under pressure...

I ponder the stretches of God's power... then I consider my personal weakness...

God asked Job, "Do you have the arm of God?" I cannot even speak to answer that question.

I realize how he painted the stars with his fingers... then I realize how I can't even paint with a brush..

"Let God be true, and every man a liar." (Rom 3:4)

Oh Lord, teach me to be humble

nate.