where to begin
i hardly know where to begin. if i were to calculate all of the surrounding aspects of my life, all the people spinning around my gravitational field like tiny planets, and predict where it would take me, it would be far from where i actually am. In short, i'm disappointed with where i am.
scientists, through studying the movement of the planets and red shifts and molecules, formations of galaxies, geology, fossil records, and chemistry have unanimously determined that the earth is roughly 100 million to perhaps several billion years old, and (most of them agree) all started at one solitary point and exploded into an expanding universe. whether this is exactly what happened or not, i have not the academic prowess to discover for myself, but let's just say it is true. If that is how it works, and if matter doesnt magically "make itself" then we must assume that at that point in the galaxy... that birthing point for all of our existence was the point where God said "let there be", and the result being "...and he saw that it was good." And that the earth obeyed in a "big bang" of creation expanding to fill the void with 'something'. These same scientists conclude that the universe is continually expanding... and an increasing rate, in fact. it's much farther than we could ever imagine, because it's being created at the rate God wills it, which i'm sure is much faster than anything (for example, people) could ever move.
i remember a friend who once told me that the creation of the world wasnt like a giant toy that was wound up by God, waiting to fulfill it's course (and undoubtedly sing and dance for us), but it was more like a song. that had to be supported each step of the way with music, and melody, and singing. it is continuously being created as the musician wills it. which seems to fit with what the scientists are guessing (roughly). And it all reminds me that I am part of God's creation. what i'm experiencing right now is part of that "creation of the world", and that the world is not finished.
so, in all this great, expanding universe that is filled with (presumably) no intelligent life other than ours, then our existence must be of extreme importance. so how is it that i find myself, and nearly every human being i meet, addicted to something that distracts them from their lives, instead of embracing it's importance? you've seen it too, i'm sure. Television, internet, video games, work, DRUGS! Why do we have talents which are as much curses as they are objects of enjoyment and fulfillment?
oh, this opinion changes over time, from being more content, to utter depression, but for the most part, it's just good old fashioned dissatisfaction. Even worse because i have no one to blame but myself,but maybe we're all just hanging here, dealing with what he's given us, trying to use our talents and waiting for him to wrap it all up in the end and tell us "and it was good." so why is it so hard to USE the talent or gifts he has given us with any kind of satisfaction?
scientists, through studying the movement of the planets and red shifts and molecules, formations of galaxies, geology, fossil records, and chemistry have unanimously determined that the earth is roughly 100 million to perhaps several billion years old, and (most of them agree) all started at one solitary point and exploded into an expanding universe. whether this is exactly what happened or not, i have not the academic prowess to discover for myself, but let's just say it is true. If that is how it works, and if matter doesnt magically "make itself" then we must assume that at that point in the galaxy... that birthing point for all of our existence was the point where God said "let there be", and the result being "...and he saw that it was good." And that the earth obeyed in a "big bang" of creation expanding to fill the void with 'something'. These same scientists conclude that the universe is continually expanding... and an increasing rate, in fact. it's much farther than we could ever imagine, because it's being created at the rate God wills it, which i'm sure is much faster than anything (for example, people) could ever move.
i remember a friend who once told me that the creation of the world wasnt like a giant toy that was wound up by God, waiting to fulfill it's course (and undoubtedly sing and dance for us), but it was more like a song. that had to be supported each step of the way with music, and melody, and singing. it is continuously being created as the musician wills it. which seems to fit with what the scientists are guessing (roughly). And it all reminds me that I am part of God's creation. what i'm experiencing right now is part of that "creation of the world", and that the world is not finished.
so, in all this great, expanding universe that is filled with (presumably) no intelligent life other than ours, then our existence must be of extreme importance. so how is it that i find myself, and nearly every human being i meet, addicted to something that distracts them from their lives, instead of embracing it's importance? you've seen it too, i'm sure. Television, internet, video games, work, DRUGS! Why do we have talents which are as much curses as they are objects of enjoyment and fulfillment?
oh, this opinion changes over time, from being more content, to utter depression, but for the most part, it's just good old fashioned dissatisfaction. Even worse because i have no one to blame but myself,but maybe we're all just hanging here, dealing with what he's given us, trying to use our talents and waiting for him to wrap it all up in the end and tell us "and it was good." so why is it so hard to USE the talent or gifts he has given us with any kind of satisfaction?
posted by Jon at 4:05 AM
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