On a recent family vacation to northern Minnesota, my family and I took a pontoon ride around Burntside Lake, a ten-mile-long lake with rocky shores and hundreds of islands. Many of the islands house cabins that can only be accessed by boat or by seaplane.

The sun was setting on the silver water that was so clear that you could see 20 feet down. But as we rode around the lake, we were more impressed by the properties on the lake than the unadulterated beauty of nature. We gawked at the million dollar log cabins, and I found myself amazed that people would ship all of their building materials by boat to build a solid structure.

The next morning I read Isaiah 40: “To whom will you liken God, or what likeness compare with him? An idol! A craftsman casts it, and a goldsmith overlays it with gold and casts for it silver chains. He who is too impoverished for an offering chooses wood that will not rot; he seeks out a skillful craftsman to set up an idol that will not move.”

I stood convicted. I had marveled at the work of men—which needs constant repair and upkeep, yet was unimpressed by the silver lake, the dark depths of water, the orange sunset, and the skinny pines that grew from the rocky ground. And all God did was speak and the lake was created.

…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.