Dust on the Scale

SCALE swept clean of dust with a
FLING of the cloth like wind over the
BLUFF. Millions of motes scattered,
WOKEN to the terror of Him who holds the scale.

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  1. Look, the nations are like a drop in a bucket;
    they are considered as a speck of dust on the scales;
    he lifts up the islands like fine dust (Isaiah 40:15 CSB).

    1. I remember someone teaching on Isaiah 40, and making the point that no one wipes the dust off of the scales before using them. No one misses a drop from a bucket. So the collected might of humanity in all its military, intellectual, scientific prowess is nothing more than dust on the scales compared to God. It’s stuck with me ever since.

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