My Name is NOT “The Universe”

A block of marble got struck by lightning and when the dust cleared… this was what was left.

Forget Michelangelo. I don’t believe he even existed. No one can really prove that he did… Can they? I think there was an explosion of some sort that caused the marble particles to heat up and burst apart. Resulting a big bang. Shards of marble burst into the air and a cloud of dust and chaos ensued. It had to be some special force of nature because the result was this beautiful intricate statue.

“The Statue”

I have no idea what the special force of nature was that created this statue. In fact, the man people claim this looks like probably did not even exist either. There is no other instance of this happening that I know of. Furthermore, I contend that this statue was not really “created” – it was merely the accidental result of a random event. A “leftover” if you will.

So, the next time I see this image I am just going to refer to it as “The Statue”. Actually what I mean is that I will use “The Statue” to encapsulate the whole event and the man-shaped thing that is left over. Perhaps I will just call it “The Thing”

 

I Marvel At It

I marvel at this man-shaped marble figure. It seems to evoke a story! But that could not possibly be true. It’s a by-product of an energy event produced by a momentary bolt of lighting that just happen to hit a block of marble at just the right spot – at just the right angle – at just the right time – with just the right amount of…energy. I think it is quite miraculous! But I don’t want to get too wrapped up in that. So I will refer to it as “The Statue”. That will keep it at a safe distance. That will keep it in its proper place.

Michelangelo?

Let’s just say for the sake of argument that there was someone named Michelangelo. And, that he was a sculptor. He would probably be highly offended after spending his creative talents and energy creating the above statue if people refused to even acknowledge it as a purposeful act. As the story goes it took him two years to create the statue. If he was like most artists who pour their heart and soul in to their work, he would have labored over this night and day. It is almost incomprehensible to think that all of that talent, vision and hard work could be “deleted” from history and replaced with another account of the events. Forget the creator. Let’s just admire the creation. And call the whole thing “The Statue”. Make sense?

 

Creation

I see people arguing incessantly about the creation story in the Bible. They debate the age of things and that God could not possibly have created the universe in 6 days. Really? I have a much harder time buying into the theory that there was an immense explosion and DNA popped out the other side when the dust cleared. No life – then life. And, not just life. Unfathomably complicated life at that. Life doctors thousands of years down the road still can’t fully explain.

No, I believe there is a God. For me God is not worth worshiping unless He is capable of creating the universe out of thin air. I don’t have to prove or debate whether He did or did not create the universe in six literal days. In fact, I don;t have to prove anything. We are all taking leaps of faith in what we believe. I believe there is a God and He revealed himself through regular everyday people in the Bible. I believe He is a God who wants (or rather – quietly demands) credit and our respect. But, He’s not going to force it. God will not sit quietly forever while being ignored, denied and referred to only by his handiwork. I think He might say: My name is God and when we meet in person, you will have no problem calling me that. You will find out, my name is definitely NOT “The Universe.”