“How great is the distance that separates man from God.” As I read these words one of my morning devotionals, I could not move from them. It was as though a rock had fallen upon my chest and I read these words over and over. There is no ruler, no measuring tape that can give me a “distance” between God and I. There is no number of miles that I can plan out by what means of transport I will be able to get to Him. The distance between His character and mine is without measure and cannot be crossed, cannot be diminished, cannot be shrunk without something as supernatural as Himself. He is HOLY, I am SINFUL; He is RIGHTEOUS, I am UNETHICAL; He is PURE, I am FILTHY; He is FORGIVING, I am VENGEFUL.
I find myself doing things that make me feel as though I am closing the gap between God and myself, however, I will forever fall short. My works come from a poisoned vessel and can never be potent enough to bridge the distance. Those words, “How great is the distance that separates man from God” brought such an intense feeling of insignificance in my efforts to touch my God. All I can do is cry out: JESUS; JESUS; JESUS – In that name only can I bridge the distance between me and God. Jesus carries me across the great divide; Jesus melts His character into my own; Jesus places me before the throne to be touched by the master.
“How great is the distance that separates man from God?” There is no distance — THERE IS ONLY JESUS!