Isaiah the prophet gives us a grand, a great, a wonderful, image of God today; a God
who sits above the circle of the earth, and its inhabitants are like grasshoppers; who stretches out the heavens like a curtain, and spreads them like a tent to live in;…
God is a God of greatness and power. God needs no sleep, God is the Holy One, the Sovereign One. God disposes of the fearsome, powerful leaders of the nations:
Scarcely are they planted, scarcely sown, scarcely has their stem taken root in the earth, when he blows upon them, and they wither, and the tempest carries them off like stubble.
Well may God say:
To whom then will you compare me, or who is my equal?… The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable.
God is infinitely above us, God is infinitely beyond us. We just can never know what makes God ‘tick’. We are only created beings. We have a beginning, and we have an end.
Butt when Isaiah says that God looks on us like grasshoppers, does that mean God is so great, so powerful, that we are nothing in God’s sight?
Is it like the cosmologists who tell us how many billions of galaxies there are, how totally mind-bogglingly strange and huge the universe is, that even if there is a god or a creative force of some kind then we just don’t matter to it at all? That we’re mere nothings, less than specks of cosmic dust?
This is an argument that has been used by people who don’t believe in God. If there is a God, they say, he is so great that he is totally indifferent to us. Very simply put—too simply put, really—it says that God has so much to do, why would he bother with the likes of us?
You know, that sounds like what some of the people said in Isaiah’s day:
My way is hidden from the Lord, and my right is disregarded by my God…