We should not attempt to convince ourselves that we need to make room for God.  The psalmist ensures our perspective is clear on the matter.  Let’s not put the creature before the Creator.  No, “the earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof” (Psalm 24.1).  But, true to our capitalistic form, we think that we can own God’s abundance, God’s goodness, that there is a market value for mountains and seas, trees and land that we had no hand in creating.  Leaves are not price tags.  Caves offer no shelving for today’s special of the day.

Leave room.  Leave room for the possibility that when there was no time or space, God took time and made space for human beings.  Omnipresent, God left room for us.  No margin of error here.  We were made perfectly and in perfect conditions.  Before paradise was a package deal, God gave us Eden.

Still, with imperfect lives and under harsh conditions, we drift farther and farther away.  On Sundays, we come back to ourselves, inching closer to God and to the reality that God seeks and for which we were created.  “Come here.  Stand by me.”  Fellowship unending, why can’t we for the love of God leave room?  

But, not on the pew but in the persons that we pass each day.  Across cultures, why can’t we leave room for God and for the possibility that our image was not meant to take up so much space?