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"In The Beginning God"
This morning as I stood on the edge of the earth, I anxiously awaited for the first glimmer of light to break across the far horizon. I was not to be disappointed as finally the first faint glimmer of red appeared announcing the beginning of a spectacular vista that was to be played out before my eyes.
The faint glimmer of red now increased its hold on the darkness outlining with crimson color the clouds that lay in its path. Little by little the darkness was dispelled as the color spread out around the horizon. It was as though a master artist was painting a panorama just for my pleasure. And I did not waste the opportunity, for I drunk deeply of this beautiful vision.
Soon a red ball could be seen slowly climbing over the top of the distant mountain, constantly pushing back the curtain of darkness as it climbed. It was as though a game of tag was being played by these heavenly participants. The sun was "it" and his object was to catch the night. But the darkness was a match for the sun as he ran to the far horizon, as if to evade being caught.
The mountain tops began to show themselves as the sky grew ever brighter. They were as slumbering giants awaiting to be awakened by the tender kiss of the sun’s rays. Shrouded by the fog, they seemed reluctant to appear, but as the sunshine drove farther and farther into the night sky, they had no choice but to reveal themselves in all their regal splendor. For it was not they, but the sun who was the master of the coming day.
It seems strange to me that one could behold such beauty, such splendor, such glory, such majesty and yet deny that there is a Creator. Well did David proclaim "The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork". (Psa 19:1) Since the first day of time, this everlasting drama has been portrayed witnessing to the power of the eternal creator.
As I prepared to leave my vantage point of this heavenly stage, my eye beheld a tiny yellow flower. It was beautifully made and fragile to the touch. It did not majestically parade itself around the sky as did the sun and yet in it’s own way it was as complicated and as regal as the sun that sustained it’s existence.
It will flourish for only a brief time and continue no more. But with the help of a friendly butterfly or the humble bee, a new flower will appear in the year to come. It will be an exact replica of the flower I now behold. The flower posses something that the sun does not. It is alive.
The plant, puts down roots, drinks of the rain, feeds on the nutrients from the earth, produces the stemm which bears the leaves, takes power from the light of the sun and produces the beautiful fragrant vision I now behold. Again the creator is evidenced in this yellow beauty. Man with all his knowledge and wisdom cannot create one tiny flower that blooms in God’s garden we call earth. And yet the world contains millions with a variety past our finding out.
No wonder the scriptures declare, " And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good" (Genesis 1:31)
All of the physical universe - the plants
that grow on the land and in the water, the
beast of the field, the fowl of the air,
the fishes of the sea and all the stars and
planets of the heavens above, - all attest
to the first words of the scriptures, "In
the beginning God." And from what my
eyes have beheld this day, I say amen! And
again I say Amen!
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