I am always amazed at the latest discoveries in science, especially as it relates to creation. Words like quantum physics and string theory completely fascinate me, not that I have any idea what they mean. Thoughts of multiple dimensions and numerous universes overwhelm me if I think about it too hard, causing me to question how this world came into existence in the first place.
The Bible says God breathed the world into existence in six days, but scientists tell us we evolved into human beings over billions of years, after a great explosion. But then what caused the explosion, or Big Bang? Was it God? An Intelligent Designer?
The debate continues on, and will for the rest of my lifetime, I’m sure. I do not know how I came to be, but there is no question that I exist. Which amazes me really, when I consider the vastness of the universe, that I should be allowed to be a part of this Grand Design for a period of time that basically amounts to the blink of an eye.
Every day, I question my purpose, “what am I supposed to do with my life, God?” As if the answer lies in the profession I choose, or the next activity I participate in. I am one person in a sea of billions, does what I do with my life really matter?
When I look up at the night sky, I can’t see the individual differences in the stars, yet I do see the magnificent beauty that together they create. And I wonder...do the stars ask God what their purpose is? Do they worry if they are shining brilliantly enough?
Like me, God sees the beauty of the night sky, but unlike me, He also sees the beauty of the rest of his Creation. He sees where I fit into His grand scheme, so perhaps my individual life isn’t the issue, perhaps my purpose is merely to exist as part of God’s creation and hope that I am shining brilliantly enough.