The Show: God’s Creation Through A Poet’s Eyes

It’s hard to trust God is moving or God is good when hard things happen. I’m a poet at heart and I want to use my strength and love of creation to help any of you who are in hard seasons and inspire everyone else with how good God is. So, come with me. Sit down, grab your popcorn and journey with me into God’s amazing creation as we discover his incredible character. The lights just dimmed, and the show is about to start.

The energy is buzzing in the crowd and you feel goosebumps form on your arms and legs. The Holy Spirit stirs your heart and you know something truly spectacular is about to begin.

Welcome to Creation

Mist, musky shadows, and dark green jungle canopies fill your vision. Monkeys howl in the distance, birds flash past you. Mountains rise and massive trees overhang incredible cliffs as if one could just push them over, yet their resilient roots hang on, grow, and deepen.

A parrot sails past, wings spread like vibrant flags at a parade. The perfect shape and perfect weight to enable the miracle of flight, something they achieve with ease as all other creatures flounder on the ground trapped by gravity’s inescapable draw.  Its tiny muscles and fine-tuned motor skills tilt its tail feathers as it spirals down and lands perfectly on a branch. Its control and agility refuting all who deny the Creator’s design.

This is life. Power, beauty, and color unlike anything you’ve ever seen. A picture not just painted, but designed. A creation not just magnificent, but alive. Changing and adapting. Learning and growing. Because the artist behind it all doesn’t just create the incredible, he breaths into existence the impossible.

Not just to awe, but to remind. For just as this world defies our understanding, so does he.

An ant—a creature so small we ignore it—scuttles along a tree branch a hundred feet in the air. Despite weighing less than a hair and being the size of a fingernail, he lacks nothing. Somehow, even in something this small, God has no problem fitting all the miraculous functions much larger animals poses. They can walk, climb, forage for food, breathe, think, fight, reproduce, eat, digest and so much more. They carve out intricate tunnels and rooms underground. Even larger animals fear them. They are the epidemy of teamwork, and yet their brains boast a size no bigger than a grain of sand.

How does the Creator of the Universe do it?

The Water Machine

A storm comes. Its massive billowing ivory towers of water vapor rise thousands of feet into the sky. Wind gushes past like an invisible river. Lightning flashes somewhere deep in the storm’s core, and despite the storm’s awe and force it all floats in the air lighter than a feather. Yet out of its vast expanse flows millions of gallons of water every second.

The mystery, the awe, the sheer force that man will never compete with. This is what our creator spoke into being.

The rain falls, then gather’s together, and rushes down until it finds its home in the ocean once more before the wonder of evaporation plucks it back up into the air to fall again. And this cycle continues over and over, like a giant machine, perfectly orchestrated to bring forth life from the dry soil.

Water. An ingredient so integral to life, yet so simple, so abundant, and so perfectly recycled. A planet and atmosphere so finetuned to keep this machine pumping and pounding like the world’s most extravagant and seamless sprinkler system to sustain the vast array of God’s plants and creatures.

The Foundation Of Nothing

Zoom out and look down. That storm is just a wisp of a paintbrush across a green and blue splotched canvas. A delicate ball of life floating through the violent and radioactive universe, completely subject to the course the Milky Way sends it.

Back away and that ball becomes a dot as a blazing force rocks you. Heat, unlike anything you could’ve imagined seers deep into your body.

The sun comes into view. Its surface rolling, bubbling, blasting. Molten glowing matter surges, flinging entire planet-sized globs out into space before its impossible size grabs hold of each and pulls them back, absorbing each morphing mass back into its being.

Its entire surface like a massive ocean of churning energy. So active, alive, and deadly. A raging ball of flame so big all of Earth’s oceans would hardly make a soft hiss if poured onto the surface.

Yet even this giant becomes a drop in the bucket. The blackness of space engulfs the massive star, adding it—like a trophy—to its already impressive collection of planet-destroying dots scattered across its vast distances. A complex web of forces, pulling each star and their planets into place.

Supporting each star is one of the most unshakable foundations called nothing. Yet, somehow this nothing is perhaps the most powerful force in our universe. Always expanding, and never-ending. It doesn’t slow. It doesn’t stop.

Thus is space: the incomprehensible and physical embodiment of infinity. And even all this—the mountains, trees, storms, sun, and the unending expanse—is a footstool for the almighty.

No eye has seen, no mind has ever understood, the might of this being. A figure so glorious stars bow to him. A being so vast the infinite universe suddenly appears small. The Creator, the Initiator, the Cause.

A being who’s watched our universe come into existence at his command. A being whose power the stars seek to imitate. All-seeing, all-knowing, all-powerful.

This Is Our God

He commands every asteroid’s movement. Every wave’s reach. Every tiny seed’s cells as they reproduce and launch their tiny roots into the unknown world underground. Even particles as small as electrons turn to him to receive their next orders.

And he directs it all without mistake. He gives each command on time and exactly as he intends. His fiery eyes dash from one task to another with pinpoint accuracy and without any signs of slowing.

Even as the sun rolls behind the earth each day and people succumb to their bodies’ cry for sleep, he still works, directs, transforms, and grows.

This is his song and dance. His melody. His beautiful flowing footwork. The butterfly’s gentle flap to the lion’s mighty roar, every creature, cell, and atom sings his mighty praise.

Then his fierce gaze lands upon you. Suddenly, time stops. The crackle of the stars slow to a distant hum. The hummingbird’s restless wings, slow and stop like the air around it just froze into solid ice.

Such a mighty being, with so many tasks and unending abilities, is focused on you. And you feel it. The hum that rolls deeper than matter. The electricity that created life at the dawn of time. The love: the force stronger than molten stars.

Joy fills his fierce and yet gentle eyes. A sweet smile forms on his lips right before everything goes dark.

The Impact

The show’s over, but the impact just began.

Even as you walk out to leave, you know what you just experienced. You know this being is real. Deep down, you still feel his love for you and his incredible power. You know he handcrafted you, and he must have a plan for you as he does for everything else.

The question is, will you let this experience change you?

This same mighty being desires to be with you. His kind smile is still inviting you closer. Something so big and so powerful as he scares you, but the warmth also pulls you in. And somehow, his fierce eyes and uncontainable force only draw you closer to him.

The Message

The truth is, we don’t deserve this incredible God. By all means, we should be no different than a speck of dust to him. We are also his enemies. He should squash us for spitting on his face and rejecting his divine decrees. He should whip us for all the pain we’ve caused to him others around us.

You deserve to never see him again, yet he chose you.

More than that, he died for you.

He knew you could never be good enough for him, so he came and took your place. He lived as a human earning a place by his own side and then offered to trade that righteous position beside him with our position of punishment.

We can confess all our errors and repent to this glorious being. And, if we trust in what he did through Jesus by dying on the cross, we can receive the reward he earned: that beautiful spot by the glorious king.

Even if you’ve already made this decision, don’t let this show leave you unchanged. So often we fall back into our old ways, forgetting the glory of our king. We hardly think of him, and often times ignore his commands and directions which he gives to help us draw near to him.

Remember that magnificent being you just saw and draw near to him through Jesus. Let him transform you. Let his love fill you. Then flood the world with that same love. This is his calling.

This is how we live wilder.

 

And I’m here to help. If you have any questions or thoughts or maybe you’ve seen things in creation that’s amazed you, please share your thoughts in the comments down below.

 

 

If you enjoyed this beautiful show, check out my blog series where I go much deeper into God’s intricate creation: The Gospel In Creation.

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