Nothing is Beyond….

Another post. Another news report.

More sorrow. More anger. More frustration.

And there are moments these days where all of these emotions flow through my own soul in a split second “roller-coastering” along with the highs of the joy and thankfulness of next breaths that so many in our world no longer have….

It is so easy for all of us to feel that nothing will untangle the messes in our world and in our own hearts so light can get through again.

But today I read Psalm 139 and I was reminded of these lyrics from a song written by Rich Mullins & a Ragamuffin Band back in the early 1990s called, Nothing is Beyond You:

Where could I go, where could I run
Even if I found the strength to fly
And if I rose on the wings of the dawn
And crashed through the corner of the sky
If I sailed past the edge of the sea
Even if I made my bed in Hell
Still there You would find me
‘Cause nothing is beyond You
You stand beyond the reach
Of our vain imaginations
Our misguided piety
The heavens stretch to hold You
And deep cries out to deep
Singing that nothing is beyond You
Nothing is beyond You
Time cannot contain You
You fill eternity
Sin can never stain You
Death has lost its sting
And I cannot explain the way You came to love me
Except to say that nothing is beyond You
Nothing is beyond You
If I should shrink back from the light
So I can sink into the dark
If I take cover and I close my eyes
Even then You would see my heart
And You’d cut through all my pain and rage
The darkness is not dark to You
And night’s as bright as day
Nothing is beyond You
You stand beyond the reach
Of our vain imaginations
Our misguided piety
The heavens stretch to hold You
And deep cries out to deep
Singing that nothing is beyond You
Nothing is beyond You
And time cannot contain You
You fill eternity
Sin can never stain You
And death has lost its sting
And I cannot explain the way You came to love me
Except to say that nothing is beyond You
Nothing is beyond You
Nothing is beyond You

(Copyright 1998 – Liturgy Legacy Music / Word Music / ASCAP / White Plastic Bag Music / SESAC / De Cristos Music / BMI)

These words were such a sweet reminder that although we human-types have collectively made a mess of our world and wandered far from the Garden we were created for, we can never ever ever wander beyond our Maker’s reach.

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