In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.
When? in the beginning
Where? the heavens and the earth.
Why? it is the glory of God to conceal a matter; it is the honor of kings to search it out. (from Genesis to Revelation supplies this answer)
Don’t like it? Too bad. Find your own place to live. Maybe another planet? oops, can’t do that, as God owns that also.
Don’t believe God created the earth? Too bad. Create your own brain then that has the ability to NOT think of the Creator. Oops, can’t do that, as God owns all trademarks and copyrights for the brain also.
Don’t believe God created water? Too bad. Go create something else yourself that satisfies like no other…… Didn’t think so.
Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Job’s friends, (they are all dead, and God is still God, having not lost one wink of sleep) all shared humanity’s concern for the purpose of life, asking much harder questions long before the internet, where people come to choke on information overload without proper digestion.
Man has not learned like the cow to chew the cud as it were and think of the Creator and His obvious work. Men have become like the sloth, using only two toes of intellect. God gave men five, that we may walk correctly, upright, and think.
Men gripe against God while He still bestows rain and food. The cow gives milk, meat, and leather, the bee gives honey, and corn grows from the fields. People look to Kelloggs while looking away from God. Too bad. Yet in this total disrespect, God proves His longsuffering and patience.
It is man, not the jackal nor the crow, who is the pinnacle of God’s creation.
Why men cannot see this,Why men refuse to see this is further proof of the rebellious heart so clearly presented in scripture.
The word of God is not threatened by the grievances of men, the numerous denominations, unbelief, godlessness, nor the isms and schisms of islam which creates bedlam; nope, God is not the Author of confusion.
Twas quite a peaceful sight when the evening and the morning were the first day, must’ve been the most pleasant of tunes, that song of songs, that first day. But oh boy, there were some bad chords in due time when men arrived, and things went south in a hurry. Like fingernails on a blackboard or a scratchy voice. Ouch.
Perhaps if we would pay attention to the introduction of morning by the quiet sounds of nature which brings forth the honesty and genius of the master Designer. But no, we confuse a screeching crow with the coo of a dove and dismiss the sinister steps of a rat as being no different from the ordered steps of a rabbit.
And yep, God created the rat and the rabbit, but if we would only pay attention and engage the brain , and chew the cud….perhaps Frank Baum knew more than the pretended wizard whose ways were found out, and was rather embarrassed by truth.
Without God in the mix, man is but his own created wizard, with a curtain that is sheer, and is but borrowed fabric torn to shreds by this thing called truth. Man cannot face the blistering Presence of Almighty God without looking away. We look away because God is true, and we? eh, not so much. The mirror of scripture does not lie. And yet, scripture bids us to draw nigh. Nice.