Sometimes I feel like life must be a dream. The sheer thought of existing, and thinking, and communicating overwhelms me. Sometimes, though, these thoughts feel like they could push me over the edge. Let me give you an example…
Where did God come from?
Could a creator who made the earth out of nothing come from nowhere? Even a lowly mosquito doesn’t just happen without a spawning pond or puddle.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m a believer. I see the logic of believing in a first cause great enough and personal enough to explain everything that exists.
But when it comes to the origin of such a Person, who can figure? That’s not all. What was this God doing for the eternity before us? How will he keep us satisfied and challenged in an endless future? Why would he make billions of people that he knew were going to reject him?
Who, while trying to understand the existence or ways of God, hasn’t felt their mind shudder like a car driven beyond its limits? Who, while trying to absorb the meaning of an eternal, uncaused, first cause, hasn’t found their sanity tested by the thought of a never ending past, or future?
So why would anyone punish themselves with such imponderables?
One reason for asking these questions is that such riddles bring us not only to the end of ourselves, but to the beginning of a new understanding of God. From the first words of Genesis, we are introduced to a God who makes no effort to answer all of our questions. Instead he gradually leads us to conclude that only when we have exhausted the limits of our own reason can we learn to trust the One who asks, “To whom then will you liken Me, or to whom shall I be equal?” (Isa. 40:25).
So before we go on, what are you thinking?
Don’t feel limited by the following. But here are some questions I’d like to hear some comments on:
Do you also think about the inexpressible “miracle” of your own existence?
Do such thoughts generally cause you to feel closer or further from God?