About once a month or so, I’ve wanted to write a post about where I am with my relationship with all things God, religion, or church related. It’s been such a sweet time of reflection and I’m thankful for you guys reading through that monthly post. You can read the previous ones if you’ve missed any in that series (My Rescue, Savior, Church, Redeemer, and Tension). I call it a series, but they’re really sporadic and really only related because of the idea.
Earlier this week, I was staying with friends and I met a man from South Korea. He made the statement that he may never be religious, but when he saw the Grand Canyon, it made him believe there was a God. I’ve been to the Grand Canyon before, but today I was able to make another trip with my family. My parents had never been there before, and as always, it was breathtaking.
The whole drive in it was snowing. It was tough to see too far ahead, but when we finally made it to the ledge (which sneaks up on you), we all went silent. I’m not too sure how long we stood there, but even the cold was kept at bay for a few seconds. I looked over at my mom and just saw tears welling up in her eyes and I knew why they were there.
We made our way to the lodge eventually to have refuge from the cold. As we were standing there, gearing ourselves up for another trip out, I heard the tour guide giving his introduction. He gave all the scientific facts as to how and why the Canyon was created and it seemed like all his facts were legit. However, there was part of me that just couldn’t accept it. Call me naive, but I believe in a God that spoke things into existence, and this Canyon is just His masterpiece.
As we continued to wander the rim in silence, I couldn’t help but marvel over the creativity of the Father. Even as I look at the human body, some things, like immunities, may have evolved over time, but we are image bearers. We are created beings. I just get overwhelmed by the thought that God created all of this and us.
Usually I can sit down and write these fairly easily, but I’m just at a loss for words on this one. Sure, we call and recognize God as our creator, but think about what it would take to do that. There once was an expanse of nothing and then there was all this. And we question the plan of God? “Oh God, you may have known what you were doing with the Grand Canyon, but not even you can get me out of this financial (insert struggle) situation…” Really?!?
Every once in a while, we just need to sit and think about creating what’s in front of us from nothing. I may not always believe it, but I’m pretty sure He knows what He’s doing, and I need the reminder…
