God, the Genius

Last night I was laying in bed, talking to God. Yesterday I was praying for specific direction regarding certain decisions that must be made. Even as I did so, I new full well that I needed to be seeking God Himself rather than just answers. So last night I asked God to reveal to me just a little bit of His glory. I have recently seen "Au délà des rèves" (more than dreams) about people who have seen supernatural revelations and that is what I had in mind.

God didn't do that for me but He DID answer my prayer. As I was laying there my mind drifted towards heaven. As usual, as soon as I hit the part about our existence in heaven never ending, I snapped back to the present. I just can't go there. The more I am focused on God the less I am afraid of it, but still the idea of eternal existence is staggering. My first reaction was "I would rather just have the natural." Then I quickly told God, "No, I need to have a purpose to my life." As frightening as eternal existence is, it is preferable to eternal non-existence. This is especially true because all of eternity will be spent worshiping God.

I started thinking about worship in heaven. I could easily envision music, dance, art, and even language skills being actively used in the massive eternal communal worship of God. But what about people who have devoted their lives on earth to honing skills in engineering, math, or some other science? How will that fit into the worship? Will they have to scrap all their studies and learn how to play a harp?

Then I thought back on a sermon I gave last week about how the Universe displays God's glory. In preparation for that sermon, and subsequent visit to the air and space museum in Paris, I gained a much better understanding of how massive and complex the universe is. My friend E. recently asked me if the same magnificence can be found in the microscopic that we see on the most massive scale. I did a little research and assured her that it can be. On my pillow I remembered all of this, starting with the unfathomable vastness of the universe and ending up with the intricate workings and relationships of single cells and quarks. I thought about the complex mathematics that all of these follow, and I realized that God LOVES mathematics. He LOVES engineering. He LOVES the complex, the confusing, the mind blowing, and He loves when men spend their whole lives trying to figure out what He did and continues to do in sustaining the universe.

I have now added another aspect to my conception of God. He is the ultimate Mathemtician, the ultimate Engineer, the ultimate programmer, the ultimate Genius. He isn't just all-knowing and wise, He is complex and He loves complexity. He rejoices over His creations because they work. When He sees a human being, He rejoices over that creation because it is infinitely more complex and, in a sense, difficult to achieve, than the moon landing, the nuclear reactor, the microchip, and the large hadron collider put together. He didn't just make it, He made it well. No bugs, no false moves, not a single bad line in the code. God doesn't need to collide hadrons to see what they do. He made hadrons. He thought them up and then put them together to make atoms, then linked those atoms together in mind-blowing variations to form man.