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Be exalted, O LORD, in your strength; we will sing and praise your might. 
                                                                             (Psalm 21:13) 

          Why praise God for His omnipotence? It means the Molechs, Baals, Ashteroths, and Satans out there don't stand a chance. Evil cannot ultimately triumph and that is really good, really comforting, really stress-relieving news. It means that there is nothing God can't handle or conquer, and that is the same sort of news. It means that it's not all on me, or you, and again, we can say, "Whew, God's omnipotence is a good thing" once again. But wait, there's more....
          I don't know about you, but I have this problem. I want to be "like God." I want things to go the way I say, when I say. When things don't, I tend to have a problem with things like impatience and.... and...anger (Sh, don't tell anyone. I'm sure no one has noticed.) Yes, I know that nothing would be worse than my being God, except, of course, someone else being God. God is the only one I've ever met that can be trusted to do His job right. That doesn't change the fact that I try to take over, often without realizing that's what I'm doing. If God weren't omnipotent, well, I don't imagine that I would be an actual threat to Him, what if I were? I agree... shudder.
          I know the ineffectual battles that I have with God,  and I want Him to win even when I don't want to lose. Imagine if there were really a question. Imagine if there was more than one God, all of equal power but each with his/her own personality and his/her own opinion of how things should work in the universe. Remember Cinderella? Pink...blue...pink...blue. What if the difference of opinion was something more critical, like gravity: 32 ft per second squared....96 ft per second squared? What if it were vital: this person lives...no, she dies? Ultimately, one would win and that one would be omnipotent and we'd be back to our current status. Until that happened however, chaos would ensue. Fortunately, it was never really a contest.

        

 

 

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