"...To God's Awesome Strength"

"The floods have lifted up, O LORD, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves." (Psalms 93:3)
I do not need to tell what an Awesome God we serve, but sometimes we need a little reminder to the Unlimited Power that He has over the creation He has created. You know that saying, "Can God make a rock so big, that He can't even pick it up?" No such chance of that, God is All Powerful! If you would, I can break that down for you, because it basically means, God is more powerful than All! All means everything, every thing living, every thing dead, every universe, every sun, no matter the size; God is bigger and more powerful than the Big Dog Star! If He can create it, then He can control it, subdue it, or even make it go away. Now, compare everything that I have just said to our ability to do any of it, and ask yourself, What side of power meter do I want to hang out on? Do I want to hang out on the side of creation, or do I want to hang out with the Creator? These are things for myself to consider also, so don't feel offended by my questions. I believe that God will never instruct us or ask us to do anything that is outside of the realm of ability for us to do; it might take Him to make it all possible, but that is His preference, that we do everything in His strength and not our own. I am not sure that I have ever really totally surrendered to letting Him; maybe for short times now and again, but never enough to make any lasting difference in the battle against the flesh or the ability to move mighty mountains. Besides, those things are reserved for the spiritual giants, the ones who spend all day serving the Lord. Right? No, not right! The same God gives strength to the giants that gives strength to the small; the strong and the weak are the same when empowered by the same God; it's just a matter of how much of His power do you want? Do you want enough to stay in the fight, or do you want enough to live out Christ? It's really our choice when it comes to submission! Am I going to reckon that old man dead, or do I reckon that I just need to deal with him? I can't imagine walking around with a dead corpse strapped to my back, but that's what happens, time and time again. Maybe it's time to really put that dude in the tomb where he belongs, wouldn't you say? Anywho, that's just my issue, so don't you worry about anything, because I'm sure all of you are doing just fine. The floods are every single thing that comes against us, whether it be inside or outside; anything that causes up to take our eyes off of Christ Jesus and His finished work, not only what He did on the cross, but what He did after the cross; because Jesus handled death like a Boss...
"Then at last the people will look to their Creator and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel. They will no longer look to their idols for help or worship what their own hands have made. They will never again bow down to their Asherah poles or worship at the pagan shrines they have built. Their largest cities will be like a deserted forest, like the land the Hivites and Amorites abandoned when Israelites came here so long ago. It will be utterly desolate. Why? Because you have turned from the God who can save you. You have forgotten the Rock who can hide you. So you may plant the finest grapevines and import the most expensive seedlings. They may sprout on the day you set them out; yes, they may blossom on the very morning you plant them, but you will never pick them. Your only harvest will be a load of grief and unrelieved pain. Listen! The armies of many nations roar like the roaring of the sea. Hear the thunder of the mighty forces as they rush forward like thundering waves. But though they thunder like breakers on a beach, God will silence them, and they will run away. They will flee like chaff scattered by the wind, like a tumbleweed whirling before a storm. In the evening Israel waits in terror, but by dawn its enemies are dead. This is the just reward of those who plunder us, a fitting end for those who destroy us." (Isaiah 17:7-14) NLT