I was awakened by the thought that God is no further away from me now than when He stood in one corner of this cosmic complexity and brooded over the creation of our Earth. But I am mystified by the thought, “How can the Creator of such vastness embrace me with such intimacy?
Man has hurtled his latest space craft bearing the James Webb Space Telescope into what we call “deep space”. He has mathematically charted its path to glide between planets and stars as skillfully as a waiter bearing a tray of crystal goblets moves between swirling dancers on a crowded dance floor. Unlike the waiter who must anxiously anticipate the whimsical moves of the dancers, these scientists can trust the complex movements that these orbiting objects complete. There is no chaos or disorder to their labyrinthine movements. Scientific observations reveal well-choreographed, reliable paths and patterns of galaxies with billions of stars swirling in and out, intercepting and orbiting each other with breath-taking precision.
Scientists are dependent on the infallible handiwork of an Infinite Mind! Using their observations, they skillfully chart paths between billions of ever-swirling planets and stars to gaze with unbelief into the singing depths of supermassive black-holes and stellar systems, to listen in awe to the celestial hum of cosmic bodies, to marvel at unanalyzable explosions of cosmic energy, and be mesmerized by panoramic displays of ethereal colors. As explorations of the heavens deepen they reveal untraveled worlds at distances measured in unfathomable light-years way.
I cannot help but muse over the Creator’s questions to Job,
“Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements? Surely you know! Or who stretched the line upon it? To what were its foundations fastened? Or who laid its cornerstone, When the morning stars sang together, And all the sons of God shouted for joy?” Job 38: 4-7.
Where were we indeed! I believe we were, even then, a thought in the heart of God. Like the Psalmist, I believe that there was no time that He did not know of me.
“My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them. . . . When I awake, I am still with You.” Psalm 139: 15-18.
I am no scientist, but I think we are the children of an infinite, powerful, ever-loving, detail-oriented God who always has us on His mind— even as we sleep, and He sometimes awakens us to remind us of His love. Thank you God!
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