We are like grasshoppers

To begin where I left off - I left off a part of a verse in my last post. After Isaiah 40:22a “It is He who sits above the circle of the earth,” comes Isaiah 40:22b: “And its inhabitants are like grasshoppers.”

That’s us folks. We’re inhabitants of the earth. We’re like grasshoppers, tiny and insignificant compared to His Greatness. He is the Giant sitting on the curve of the planet, able to crush us. We’re at His mercy.

It’s a good thing God’s mercy is not like our mercy.

The Greek word for mercy, eleos (Strong’s Concordance #1656) means not only "an outward demonstration of pity," but also “a sympathy that expresses itself in helping a person in need instead of remaining completely passive” (note in Nelson’s NKJV Study Bible, p. 2083).

He wants to help us. That is what the gospel is all about. His whole plan is to rescue us. He wants to gather us as chicks under his wings, as sheep in his fold.

In our own strength we’re as insects - striving to survive, then dying.

His plan is and always has been to rescue us, free us from ourselves, our bondages, our captivity by the things of our Egypt, our world.

And to enter into His rest, His land of milk and honey. To take us back to Eden.

Wow - that’s not where I intended to go at all. Back to the topic of grasshoppers and/or God’s plan next time.

From little ‘ol me,
Elizabeth