Do you ever find yourself longing to see an Old Testament miracle?

Fire falling from heaven, or seas parting? Maybe walls falling from merely a shout? Or a dead person being raised? How about a chariot of fire, or the sun standing still in the sky?

Take your pick.

Just something to confirm what you believe.

(Me too.)

I find, though, when I feel this way, it reveals within me a serious misunderstanding of who the Holy Spirit is and the miracle that has taken place inside of me.

In Exodus 19 God establishes how He will meet with His newly-called-out civilization:

The Lord descended to the top of Mount Sinai and called Moses to the top of it… There was thunder and lightning, with a thick cloud over it, and a very loud blast. Everyone in the camp trembled… Mount Sinai was covered with smoke, because the Lord descended on it in fire. The smoke billowed up from it like smoke from a furnace, and the whole mountain trembled violently. As the sound of the trumpet grew louder and louder, Moses spoke and the voice of God answered him.

Notice the people’s response:

When the people saw the thunder and lightning and heard the trumpet and saw the mountain in smoke, they trembled with fear. They stayed at a distance and said to Moses, ‘Speak to us yourself and we will listen. But do not have God speak to us or we will die’” (Exodus 20:18-19).

The author of Hebrews reveals to us that the people actually begged God to stop speaking because their ears could not handle it.

What would that have been like?


But that’s not even what’s crazy.


What’s crazier is that this God, whose power, holiness, and otherness, we still cannot begin to fully absorb—


(did you know scientists now say that there are more observable stars in the universe, they believe, than words that have been spoken since the beginning of time?

our galaxy, our universe, our place of residence, is bigger and more complex than we could ever imagine, and the only reason I mention this is because the Bible makes the reason behind this crystal clear, though we seldom acknowledge it—

the universe and its incomprehensible magnitude is to be but a smaller display of the unlimited and magnificent glory of God—)


This powerful, holy, sovereign, majestic God now chooses to have a relationship with us.


Not a meeting place. Not a mountaintop. Not a pillar of smoke, or a descending fire, or a burning bush—

but a still, small, internal voice.


Do you realize what a miracle that is?


We tend to look back at the miracles in the Old Testament and feel envy. But the people of the Old Testament would have looked forward to us with even greater envy.

Jeremiah 31:31-34 prophesies a coming day in which man would no longer need a Moses to speak to God on his behalf. Instead, God’s presence would be in our minds and hearts, all with equal access to this great God.

Hebrews 8 describes the fulfillment of that covenant as the sending of the Holy Spirit after Jesus settled our debt, granting us equal access to this great God, so that we now can come before Him with confidence (Hebrews 4:16).

This is the greater miracle.

The greatest display of God’s glory is the vicarious, redemptive, substitutionary death of our Savior on a cross.

The heavens declare the glory of God, David tells us. But this is not full. This is only the canvas upon which God reveals His more stunning display of glory through the redemptive work of His Son. This is the centerpiece of His glory. All of history points forward and everything since refers back to this singular act.

And this God wants to meet with you.


Most of us, however, don’t have time.

How is this possible?


The God of the mountain invites you into daily relationship.



Will you accept the invitation?


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