Posts Tagged ‘creation’

Master of the Universe

Hubble Space Telescope images

We recently visited the Kennedy Space Center while on vacation.  It’s always one of my favorite attractions here in Florida.  My husband and I are both fans of astronomy and space flight, and the displays never cease to amaze and fascinate us.  We watched an Imax movie about the Hubble Space Telescope (in 3D, no less!) and sat enthralled while Leonardo DiCaprio described the images of galaxies that lie unimaginable distances from our own.  One nebula contained what scientists call a “galaxy nursery,” where they believe new galaxies are being formed.  Tears ran down my cheeks.  I was thinking three things:

One:  If in my lifetime we went from simply trying to orbit the earth successfully (yes, now I’m showing my age) to being able to capture images billions of miles away, what amazing discoveries will my grandson witness in his lifetime?

Two:  From Job 38, where the Lord speaks to Job in answer to his questioning:   “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?  . . . while the morning stars sang together?  Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place? . . . What is the way to the abode of light? And where does darkness reside?  . . . Have you entered the storehouses of the snow?” (NIV)  Feeling a bit small, there, Mr. Job?  Well you should.

Three:  And here’s the most amazing thought:  this same God who in His infinite creativity has crafted millions of stars and planets that stretch out across the vast expanse of space – He knows my name.  Yes, and yours, too.  He speaks to me in His Word.  He loves me, even in my most un-loveliness, and made a way for all of us to receive His forgiveness and grace through the sacrifice of His Son on the cross.

In Isaiah, He says, “For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.  Do not be afraid . . . for I myself will help you, declares the Lord, your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel.” Isaiah 41:13 (NIV)

The same hand that formed the universe takes hold of my hand.  I scarce can take it in.

Copyright 2011  Mary E. Egidio  – Permission is granted to reproduce this post, but with attribution, and not for commercial purposes.

Checking on the Gulf

Redding Beach June 2010I had to go see the Gulf this weekend.  I felt compelled.

We went to Reddington Beach to watch the sunset.  I dipped my toes in the water, it was clean and clear and warm.

The sun was a beautiful orange ball, peeking through the clouds.  A sailboat on the horizon drifted silently through the golden beams.  Two pelicans skimmed inches above the water in perfect tandem.  A diving bird hovered in the sky, then dropped straight into the water after its prey.  A man fished from the shore, while a hungry pelican watched from a distance, hoping for an offering.  Families splashed happily in the water, children built sand castles, teens played volleyball in the sand.  Other couples gathered, like us, not dressed for the beach, but coming to see the sunset.  The softening beams cast a warm glow on our faces.

We had gone to a wedding earlier that day.  The minister encouraged the couple to ‘understand what feeds your mate’s soul.’   My husband understands that this is what feeds mine.  And I had to see it, to take it in, in case it changes forever, as it already has for so many.

As we left the beach and crossed the drawbridge over the intercoastal, the sun was a bright red ball in the rear view mirror, a final display of color as it dipped into the water.  It was a beautiful evening.

“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.” (Psalm 19:1)