Entry: Creation Monday, December 05, 2005

It is the simplest of things that amaze me, yet it is the most complex of forces that causes each to be: the turning of a leaf; the kindling of a star; the clumsy walk of a cow; the morning mist rising above the mountains. It seems to me this world was given with a meticulous purpose for mystery and bewilderment. This day and age, the artistry of life is all but forgotten in the busy hum of our own life tune. Where have we turned, that we can no longer see the forest for the trees? All you have to do is find a tree; when you've got enough trees, you have a forest. Then you've got it. Trees last, taproot and bark, but they do not lie awake to know the burgeoning force, wholly intricate, that is the basis for its budding. Dylan Thomas wrote, "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower / Drives my green age." No, it is not the thing itself that so astonishes; rather, it is the imagination behind the creation of it all.


December 8, 2005   06:36 PM PST
Have you ever examined the common Woodpecker? Its beak is part of its skull, and the brain is heavily protected, which prevents brain damage from all that pecking. That's intelligent design. God knew what He was doing with every last little detail of the smallest things in this world.

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