I have a hard time articulating myself usually, so today I'm letting Donald Miller do it for me. This is from Feet of Trees:
In the first moments after I wake up, especially in the winter when I have left my windows open, I am quite taken aback by my existence; my hands, my eyelids, the feel of my feet rubbing against the blanket. In moments like this, I get the feeling that life is a great deal more complex than I am able to understand. I feel in these moments that I am fairly intricate and amazing; a speaker for a mouth, two cameras for eyes, sticks for legs, a computer for a head, a million sensors in a million places.
...I confess, I feel there is a God who is very big and who understands everything.
In the morning, when I get over these little moments of epiphany about how complex my construction is, I begin to fear the God that is, because he made all this that is our existence and he understand its physics. Whatever it is that understand the physics of this thing that is happening to us would have to be quite remarkable, with giant oaks for feet, perhaps, and a voice like wind through a forest and a mind that creates creations of which it might ponder in a way of learning what it already knows.
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