Monday, October 03, 2005

God of Wonders...


I love space. When I was a little girl, the only thing I wanted to be besides a wife & mom was a space explorer! (okay, and a vetrenarian, & an artist & a writer... but a space explorer the most!) Wouldn't homeschool in space be a blast?!
For me, space communicates just how vast and unfathomable my God is. There are so many wonders that can't be explained, so many galaxies that stretch beyond what our 'time-imposed/itional' and 'spacial-sensative' minds can comprehend. Take a planetary nebulae for example. A nebula is, supposedly, a star's last gasp of life before going out. The star is so hot that the gases around it are illuminated with this final burst of energy. The strength of it's magnetic field, supposedly, keeps the spherical shape of that gaseous cloud... ONE PROBLEM... old stars do not have a strong magnetic field! Scientists really have no idea why!
On top of this, space is constantly creating new worlds and obliterating old ones in a flash. Supernovas and black holes continue to stump our 'great brains' of the scientific community. We know how they happen theoretically but how they sustain, if there is a way to navigate them, if they really are a hole or just and indentation... all of these have no answers. There are even questions as to whether they exist within the star before it implodes and thus the implosion just expands it... They also have come to realize that the universe is ever expanding, & that there is no way to map it because of the constant change.


How can a world with so many questions, with inumerable unanswered phenomena, & who are so small in the greater scheme, doubt that God exists and is much greater than even the unexplainable heavens? All creation cries out its testamony of Him, and yet we look with wondering eyes, and tightly shut hearts.

2 comments:

James said...

I like Jon Foreman's lyric, "When I look at the stars I feel like myself."

Deeapaulitan said...

Or better yet, the line before it that says, "when I look at the stars, I see someone else." or "Of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent
Begin to look like home."