Last week we considered how big God is. Let’s just assume, based on that line of thinking that you’re tracking with me and willing to at least ponder the following facts: a. You don’t know what you don’t know. b. Some of the scientific discoveries that man has made most certainly point to an Intelligent Designer. c. It takes just as much faith to believe some other explanation as to how we came to be as it does to believe that we were created by an all-knowing, all-powerful and all-present God.
Given those assumptions, let’s begin…
So, this God is the ultimate Architect of not only the world that we know but the billions and billions of stars in the sky – and beyond that planets and galaxies that we have yet to discover. He is the Designer of the tiniest, complex particle that we think we can understand with the help of some manmade instrument. He has the creativity to make snowflakes unique, unparalleled natural beauty and so many ways for humans to communicate that we are still discovering them.
Wanna know the craziest thing? That same God took the same detail and forethought to create YOU!
In Psalm 139: 13-18, the shepherd, David (who had lots and lots of time to contemplate God), describes it like this:
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me
were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand…
Is that not just about enough to blow your mind?
I beg you to think about that for a moment.
I’ll wait for you.
I remember (twenty-some years ago when I actually starting reading the Bible for the first time – well, and it finally made sense to me because of the whole “relational vs transactional” shift in my thinking about God), reading that and thinking, “Wow, God. Is that talking about me? Did you really create this whole, great big, complex world and put the same forethought and careful design into creating tiny, miniscule, dot-on-the-earth me?” Amazing!
So, here we are – some 7.4 or so billion humans sharing space on planet earth – each of us totally unique as identified by our DNA and even fingerprints…and God sees each one of us. Every second of every day… Every circumstance. Every dream. Every triumph. Every failure. Every heartbreak. Every hope.
And He not only sees you, He made you! He has plans for you. If you are the only one like you on this planet, at this time in history, and in your unique set of circumstances…don’t you think there’s a reason for that? Don’t you think there is something you should DO with that?
I’ve made note of Anet Jackson in the Travel and Speaking section of the blog (more to come on that at a later date, by the way). Anet is co-founder of the ministry I work for. But in this post I’m reminded of a prayer I heard her husband, Jerry (our 2nd half of the “co-founder” equation), say at one point. I think it was after we had watched a video showing NASA images captured of the Andromeda Galaxy. In words I can only describe as “awe and wonder”, Jerry prayed, “God, you created this great big world…and yet You care enough to make each one of us feel special.” That stuck with me.
In the Bible, there is a Hebrew word that I think is appropriate here (it also happens to be my teeniest of nieces first name): “Selah.” The most common understanding of its interpretation is a summation of the following: praise, lift up, and pause OR pause and calmly think about that. Given, what we are considering today, I think this is an appropriate place to do so.
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers— the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them, human beings that you should care for them?