Everything For Him
John 1:3 (ESV) 3 All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made.
If
you watch my Facebook feed, aside from finding out that I’m quite boring, you
will come to know that I enjoy astronomical phenomena. I greet each new image
from either the Webb or Hubble Space-Based telescopes with great joy. I find
the vast panorama of stars, galaxies, and dust-clouds entrancing. I spend too
much time gazing and imagining. I like to think of creation, not the argument
between the old and new earth crowds. No, I like to think of incomprehensible intellect that conceived of
such grandeur and beauty and then breathed it into existence from nothing.
Imagine the might that brought our reality into existence deciding to enter
into it as a participant.
He
planned and executed the very star that heralded His birth, making sure it
started shining at just the right time. He conceived of hay, knowing that His
first bed would be lined with it. I do not know if the swaddling cloths were
wool, cotton, or linen, but He thought of those weavable materials,
understanding that they would warm against the chill of that first night. He
envisioned and then fashioned pregnancy and then spent nine months, or so, of
His life in a womb. He placed a hill outside Jerusalem, knowing that He would
die there. He orchestrated all of it, understanding that one day He would alter
Himself to participate in it. The one who flung the stars into space and set up
the orbits of the sun, earth, moon, and other planets would one day crane His
neck to gaze in wonder at the beauty He created.
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