Day 1 It All Started Somewhere

1 Before time itself was measured, the Voice was speaking.

    The Voice was and is God.

2 This celestial Word remained ever present with the Creator;

3     His speech shaped the entire cosmos.

Immersed in the practice of creating,

    all things that exist were birthed in Him.

4 His breath filled all things

    with a living, breathing light—

5 A light that thrives in the depths of darkness,

    blazes through murky bottoms.

It cannot and will not be quenched. John 1:1-5 The Voice

In an amazing burst of creativity, the Word stepped out and remarkable things happened. Time itself began its inexorable march into another new creation, a new land, the future. The Word conceived of and brought forth the cosmos we understand as our universe. We do not know what exists outside this creation. We truly comprehend very little of our own existence. So much without and within remains unexplored and unknown. But He knows. He envisaged all that we see and touch. The minute particles that compose an atom, His. The stars, dust, and other stellar phenomena, His. The minerals that make up the dust of this earth, His. All the creatures that print the dust or cut the ocean waves, His. We are His.

Yet, He knew. He understood that from the moment He spoke, and the hands of time started swinging grief would be His as well. He understood and accepted the inevitable. His creation, so carefully and lovingly crafted would turn, turn on Him, despising His love. The resultant darkness threatened to overwhelm and engulf all that He deemed precious. So, before He spoke, He had a plan. Woven deeply into the fabric of creation, His Love, His Word, His Light, shines. It burst forth in the beginning. It shone brightly in a rude manger. Undimmed, it shines today.