I believe God created and designed the world.
We are too intricate and detailed to be accidental
by chance
evolved outside of the basic
specified, specific
species
completely figured out
and replicated.
Nothing I have been told
or read
or researched
makes sense
apart from some sort of Designer
Creator.
And my
our reason and intelligence
could never come close to His.
I don’t think He is farfetched
unreasonable
or
uninvolved.
He clearly cared about the animals and plants He made, and the earth as a whole. The land was good (Genesis 1:10). The vegetables and plants were good (Genesis 1:12). He blessed the birds and creatures of the sea (Genesis 1: 22). And the rest of the animals He created were good (Genesis 1:25).
Everything He created was good (Genesis 1:31).
And He made humans in His image
in His likeness (Genesis 1:26).
He didn’t create anything else that way.
That means something.
Humans were made
created
formed to be significant.
Both my job – and my entire life – depend on this.
Believing this truth.
And I do.
I believe that is how He made (other) people.
I want to believe that includes me, but I’m not sure I get to be part of that.
Yes, my logic gets a little shaky at this point.
I am included in humankind – as a whole.
But.
But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But. But.
I’m not sure I am significant.
I’m not sure I am a part of His plan
to do
be anything.
I’m not sure I matter in that context.
I don’t want to be big
famous
recognizable by everyone.
But I wish I could
matter
be significant
be a clear
intentional
obvious part of His plan.
Maybe that is my own selfishness.
Maybe it’s asking too much.
Maybe I am meant to just trudge along and never know the ripples (if there are any).
But I have to be
long to be
need to be – significant.
Somehow.