By the word of the LORD the heavens were made,

And by the breath of his mouth all their host.

Psalm 33: 6

 

Most of us are aware of the power of words, and because of this power, as we mature, we learn how to manage and control them. Yet, in all of my experience with words and with their use or misuse, I have never encountered anything like what is described here. A few words, some simple utterances, and all that fills the night sky came into being. The wonders of our childhood gazing, and the majesty of the psalmists vision went from nonexistence into the fullness of presence at the expulsion of a breath. Nothing, with its void that was vast beyond the scope of science fiction, was transformed into light and color and motion, and all that was necessary for life to come into being was formed up as well from out of those slim consonants and vowels.

 

Yet, this is not really the great wonder of it all. The fact that God has the capability and the capacity to do this is not nearly so marvelous to me as is the fact that He wanted to do it. For in so doing He brought into being each and every one of us inhabitants of the vastness that is the universe. God, who had no need for more than He has within the complex and infinite One that He is, designed and created a universe with His glory on display and for the sake of relating to that same creation in ways that are personal and intimate. This very God of all gods, the only true being at the center of creation, desires to have the opportunity to speak His words of love, grace, and eternal fellowship to and with simple, flawed, and rebellious creatures such as myself.

 

To me, this is the true, great wonder of who God is and of how He engages with this world. The Lord, Almighty, whose words alone are all that was required for the entire substance of creation to form up and to become the remarkably complex construct that surrounds us today desires to speak in terms of love, care, comfort, and instruction to the heart and the mind of a fallen and stubborn being such as myself. The Lord, while holding the expanse of the universe in His hand, also holds my wounded and sorrowful heart in the tenderest of all possible embraces. The God whose vocabulary includes the names of all of the stars in the heavens also knows my deepest fears and concerns and whispers His poem of love and acceptance into my ears in order to sooth my need and quiet my fears. This is the Lord. He is bigger than all of creation; yet, He still knows each of us in a way that only the One who breathed each of us into being could possibly do.

 

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