Last night I was meditating on invisible. The Lord is always at work. We don’t see that work from beginning to end. He allows us though to see the end of His marvelous orchestration. Yes, I’m thinking again about His deliverance with the fire. The fire skirted in a half circle before the huge oak. Oaks combust and it would have been really serious. It is as though the Lord drew a line that the fire could not cross.
Pharaoh’s magicians recognized God’s power and called it the finger of God. Psalm 8:3 says, “When I consider Your heavens, the work of You fingers…” I love Job 26:14. It says, “Indeed these are the mere edges of His way, and how small a whisper we hear of Him! But the thunder of His power who can understand?”
There is a hymn with these words: Every joy or trial falleth from above, traced upon our dial by the Son of love. We may trust Him fully all for us to do; they who trust Him wholly find Him wholly true.”