Yesterday a statue of Jesus was carried around a city in the country where I live, in a huge annual celebration. I am reminded of Isaiah 46:1-7 which graphically contrasts gods that have to be carried around by equally helpless people — and our Eternal God who carries us in His own arms every day of our lives:
Bel and Nebo, the gods of Babylon,
bow as they are lowered to the ground.
They are being hauled away on ox carts.
The poor beasts stagger under the weight.
Both the idols and their owners are bowed down.
The gods cannot protect the people,
and the people cannot protect the gods.
They go off into captivity together.
(God says) “Listen to me, descendants of Jacob,
all you who remain in Israel.
I have cared for you since you were born.
Yes, I carried you before you were born.
I will be your God throughout your lifetime—
until your hair is white with age.
I made you, and I will care for you.
I will carry you along and save you.”
How has God carried you and me today?