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Today I am remembering a time when my husband and I were away for a few days. We decided to drive up to the top of Mt. Washington, something neither of us had ever experienced before.
It was a beautiful day and the ride up began quite nicely. The views were absolutely amazing. As we continued upward, the road was winding and narrowing, and with each turn, narrowed even more.
There was no guardrail to keep one from going over the side and to say the ride was harrowing is not an understatement. But the majesty and beauty of the view kept us pressing on.
We did not go all the way to the top that day as fear overtook us both. We turned around when a safe opportunity presented itself to begin the descent.
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.” (Proverbs 9:10, NIV)
The grandeur of the mountains that day during the ride, gave us a small glimpse into the majesty and greatness of our God. Somehow in the vast expanse of the mountainside, we realized how big and powerful was our Creator.
And in that moment, we felt quite small. Perhaps this was the fear which gripped us.
When we catch a glimpse of the power and might of God, His creativity, we are suddenly brought to an awareness of Who He is and our only response can be a reverent fear. An awe.
This fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom because it causes us to see God set apart in His power and sovereignty. We see ourselves as powerless, and needy, and dependent on Him for all things.
And there is a sacredness, a sense of mystery in it all –
For as great and big as God is,
He is interested in the tiniest of details in our lives.