Creator

In an effort to get back in gear and running again, I traded in my elliptical machine for a treadmill.  As I ran, Luke kept coming into the room and asking for his turn.  Finally, when I was done, I told him he could hop on and take a shot at it.  I was hot, so I opened the back door and did a little star gazing.  Such a beautiful, clear night.   Absolutely breathtaking.  Sparkling stars, cool breeze, and the smell of coming rain in the air.  Doesn't get much better than that.  But I managed to pull myself away and turn back around to face inside.  I wanted to keep a close eye on Luke.  And when I looked at him, I was frozen.  Transfixed.  I couldn't take my eyes off of him.  He didn't have a shirt on, only pants.  His arms were stretched outwards on each side hanging on to the handles.  Every step he took his little musles moved in rhythm.  His ribs stretched.  His spine turned.  His shoulders contracted.  And the dimples on his back just above his little tooshy were the sweetest thing of all.  And there I stood.  Glued to this work of art.  Tears welled in my eyes as I thought of my creator.  My father who turned a simple cell into my son.  As I reflected on that, A star cought my eye.  And I lost my breath.  Pure awe for my creator. 

It's kind of funny and sad at the same time.  Most of us live our lives in search of knowledge.  We want to know more.  More than we knew before, and certainly more than anyone else.  What a futile search.  Immediately Isaiah 55:8-9 come to my mind:
 
8: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the Lord. 
9: "As the heavens are higher than the Earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thougths higher than your thoughts."

We want to know it all, but we can't.  Many scientists, geniuses in fact, devote their entire lives trying to figure out the why and how of the universe.  They look for proof.  Measureable facts and figures that lead to concrete solutions.  But, the final explanaiton eludes them.  Because it's too much.  We can't understand the thoughts of God who creates the heavens from a molecule.  We can't understand the mind of a God who creates live from a single cell.  A cell that inherently knows how to multiply and differentiate into complete organisms.  But we keep looking for the answers.  And eventually our search for knowledge of creation separates us for the masterful hand of our maker. 

Psalms 111:10 says, "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To him belongs eternal praise.


1 Corintians 1:18-25 tells us this, 18 "For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. 19 For it is written: “I will destroy the wisdom of the wise;the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate.”20 Where is the wise person? Where is the teacher of the law? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world? 21 For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not know him, God was pleased through the foolishness of what was preached to save those who believe. 22 Jews demand signs and Greeks look for wisdom, 23 but we preach Christ crucified: a stumbling block to Jews and foolishness to Gentiles, 24 but to those whom God has called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God. 25 For the foolishness of God is wiser than human wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than human strength. "

If we want to gain wisdom.  We have to first understand that we are not capable of understanding.  If we want to become wise, we need to walk in a faith that the God who created the heavens and the Earth will provide all the wisdom we need.  We are so small, yet our pastor cares for us.  He nurtures us, and we grow in His wisdom.  And who are we to question a wisdom like that?