The Lord is more majestic than the waves of the sea. By this time next week I will be sitting on a Texas beach watching the waves or in the surf catching one and the more majestic the better. Granted North Padre is nothing like Pipeline in Hawaii but then Pipeline is nothing compared to the power and strength of the Lord robed in majesty. That is because God exists outside the boundaries of our imagination and is always greater than any image we employ, even rising floods and mighty waters and majestic waves. The psalmist celebrates the awesome power and strength of God and while it is certainly true, more often than not the rising floods and noisy waters and crashing waves of life need a God who is a little closer than established from old and majestic on high. So through a “less than” who is Christ the King, God draws near to us; the floods subside, the thunder of water is quieted, the waves slow to a gentle swell and the Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise inhabits human flesh. That is the sure decree we can trust and the holiness we touch and in the less than I always experience God as greater than.