“I
just don’t get it!” my daughter exclaimed as we headed down the highway. “I’m
OK with God not ending, but I don’t get how He never got started!” I smiled—and offered no eloquent explanation
for none of us have this fact figured out. My child is not the first of God’s children to
grapple with His dual infinity, but though we can’t wrap our minds around such
staggering reality, we should gladly wrap our hearts.
“In the beginning,
God…” If you believe the first four words of the
Bible, the rest is easy. Creating a
universe and causing a flood, shaping nations, shaking kingdoms, and showing up
on earth as a man all pose no problem for a God so powerful He’s always
been. Healing the sick, helping the
needy, controlling the winds, and conquering the grave are easy for a God of
eternal existence.
Before
space was shaped, He was. Before angels
were around, He was. Before the smallest
speck of substance was, He was. And He
always was.
We
are too finite to fathom such splendor. Too
small to comprehend such majesty. But
while our perception is limited, our adoration is not. The ageless God deserves endless praise.
Be
amazed and marvel. Wonder and
worship. Our God is big. Our God is boundless.
He
always was. He always is. And He always will be.
“In the beginning,
God…”
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