I believe in miracles. Do you?
When life gets you down and you feel overwhelmed by people, things, situations out of your control; I like to do one thing.
Look-up. Look out at the stars above.
I believe in the miracle of the cosmos
Have you ever done that? When you’re away from the city lights left to yourself in a dark countryside place, feeling the cool air of the night.
And you decide to look up to see what you can see; and it’s then that it hits you, overwhelming you in wonder.
A wonder at this heavenly scene of pointed lights shining out from their inky black canvas of an empty void. These heavenly lights that guide, lights that reassure, lights that emerge from mysterious far away places and undiscovered worlds we can only dream of. Yet in that still, silent, moment in the deep of night, the universe looks at us and sparkles.
‘The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.’ Psalm 19:1.
The light you see in a constellation millions and millions of miles away is made of millions and millions of infinitesimally small photons carried in light waves, we see simply as light.
Every moment is a minor miracle.
So imagine one of these photons hurtling through space at 299,792 km per second. Its origin is a starburst sent from far away at the time the Pharaohs were building the pyramids and has been travelling ever since.
Until that little photon flies through the earth’s atmosphere toward you, finally hitting a cell in the retina of your eye ending its journey bringing you a little vision of the cosmos.
You were made for that miracle moment.
And there are billions of these star-factories, creating elements in their fiery furnaces, all baking and burning in a colossus of potentiality, waiting to burst forth in a supernova second.
But if you were able to travel back to the very beginning, to how it all began at the moment of creation when God said, ‘let there be light’’, this is what you’d see.
Everything in the universe fitting inside a tiny bubble thousand of times smaller than a pinhead hotter and denser than anything we can imagine. And then came the ‘let there be light’ moment that birthed matter, space and time in a trillion, trillionth of a second.
Had there being any variable in that moment, in the formation of hydrogen and helium atoms, there would be no universe with no chance for gases, elements, stars, planets and eventually life.
I believe in miracles.
I believe in the miracle of our Earth.
Billions of years later, you’re reading this on your commute to work or maybe you’re sitting down at home. Either way, you’re travelling on spaceship earth, spinning around our star, the sun, at 30 km per second, 67,000 miles per hour.
And yet we’re not being flung off into space because the earth is turning at around 460 metres per second, about 1000 miles per hour and that mysterious effect called gravity is doing its work.
The conditions are perfect for life because we’re in the ‘goldilocks zone’, not too cold not too hot for liquid water to support life. We’re the only known planet in the universe with life on it, but that’s not saying much because there could be as many planets in the universe sitting in our habitable zone as there are grains of sand on all the world’s shores.
Just how many of these support conscious, intelligent life? We just don’t know. Who knows, we could be the only ones.
I believe in miracles.
I believe in the miracle of our biology.
Either way, we’re very special, living on our one grain of sand in the cosmos because we inherited the gift of life in the shape of a micro-organism, a single cell.
That’s no small achievement because it all comes down to one complex molecule, RNA (ribonucleic acid). The molecule with the instruction book in it, telling its descendants to go forth and multiply.
‘Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.’ Genesis 1:2.
We don’t know how we got RNA; it’s a controversial question. Some say the odds of it happening spontaneously are astronomical but happened it did. Or others say the conditions on earth at the time plus the size of the universe, made it almost a certainty. Take your pick.
Either way, it’s no small miracle that the building blocks came together at the right time to give us the amazing life factory, we call the cell.
No cell, no life, no bacteria, no plant life, no animal life, no you. Look outside, look at the world around you, the astonishing beauty and diversity of all living things. All living things sprang from a single cell, that divided into two and so on and so on, billions of years ago.
I believe in miracles.
I believe in the miracle of time.
‘A thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by.’ Psalm 90:4.
If the whole history of the earth was a 24-hour clock, the dinosaurs would arrive at 22:56 hours, mammals 23:39 and homo sapiens would turn up to the party at exactly 23:58 and 43 seconds.
You are a magnificent, shining point of life on an epic scale, stretching over the aeons. There’s no one like you before, no one like you again.
And what of us, homo sapiens; Latin for ‘wise man’?
Our ‘wisdom’ doesn’t come from anywhere. It’s the totality of no less than 37.2 trillion cells making a human being with all its immensely complicated interactions.
There are our DNA, proteins and cells that begin to make up our incredibly beautiful body of flesh and blood. Everything that makes you, wonderfully, uniquely you.
It takes a long time to get something this complex. Breath in, enjoy the moment. Take in the miracle. You are incredible.
Our creator sees his work and says we are ‘fearfully and wonderfully made’. Psalm 139:14.
I believe in the miracle of His book of life.
So take inspiration in God’s word but also in his book of life written all around us.
Both are miraculous –
The letters of his word written for you and the three billion letters written in your DNA, creating the mystery that is you.
I believe in miracles and I’ve barely begun telling it.
‘Ask the animals and they will teach you, or the birds in the sky and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish in the sea inform you. Which of all these things does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind.’ Job 12: 7-10.
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