There’s a new book that sits on my nightstand. I read bits each evening before I turn out the light. Only a few pages in and my soul is shifted. I am stirred.
The author lived and died before I walked this planet, but his experiences and contemplations resonate with me deeply. He titled his book The Knowledge of the Holy and I somehow know that I would have truly liked this man, Aiden Wilson Tozer, had I met him.
I reflect on Tozer’s illuminations, “Our real idea of God may lie buried under the rubbish of conventional religious notions and may require an intelligent and vigorous search before it is finally unearthed and exposed for what it is. . .. A god begotten in the shadows of a fallen heart will quite naturally be no true likeness of the true God.” And I wonder how accurate are my thoughts of Him.
I will touch on many truths about God as I journey through Tozer’s pages, each requiring pause. Today I am left with four words repeating softly in my spirit, “God has no need.” Today, “God has no need” is where my heart lands.
I understand need, I have need, I see need all around. How does a created one grasp the knowledge of the Creator who has no need? I have no image of “no need” yet this truth about God settles me, calms me, ushers me into rest. Again, I pause - “God has no need.”
Scripture supports this truth,
Have you not known? Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He does not faint or grow weary;
his understanding is unsearchable.
The created cannot fully comprehend the Creator, the one with no need. Yet, the truth imparted is powerful to sustain; it is enough. We are loved by God who is self-sustaining, self-sufficient. We live and move and have our being in him. He satisfies our need, the one who knows no need.
I must move from this quiet place and into the day unfolding, into its demands, its needs, my needs. As I do I will take these four words – God has no need. I will repeat them when stress escalates and weariness settles – God has no need. I will receive the rest they give.
May we pause, may we remember, may we better know the One we worship.
A. W. Tozer, The Knowledge of the Holy, (New York: Harper Collins, 1961), 2.