by
Keith Gardner
Act 17:24-27 The God who made the world and
everything in it is the Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples
built by hands. And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything,
because he himself gives all men life and breath and everything else. From one
man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and
he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should
live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and
find him, though he is not far from each one of us.
I
was looking at my thumb drive the other day. You know what I’m talking about;
thumb drives, jump drives, flash drives; they come with different names, but all
serve the same function; to hold computer data in a transportable fashion. They
are very useful; getting smaller; come encrypted for security; or not. They
look quite simple. They are definitely easy to use.
If
this is the case for a moderately simple item such as a thumb drive, how could
we ever expect, that something as complex and as diverse as the life we find
here on this one planet, the planet earth, to have assembled itself. It is imperative
that we not allow ourselves to be duped into believing that we have come from
nothing, and out of nothing developed in the uniqueness and wonderment we call
life. Look around you. Everyone you see is unique; different in appearance, in
thought, in emotions and temperament. We all carry the same DNA, the same
lifeblood, the same hope to belong and to be loved; nevertheless, we are so
different. The Psalmist tells us that we are fearfully and wonderfully made;
knitted together by the hand of God. Created for a reason, ready to be fitted
into the purpose of our creator. I find my hope in fulfilling that purpose, I
find a great deal of comfort and reassurance in knowing that my reason for
being here is greater that my own simple comforts and selfish desires. It gives
me great joy to discover the One who gives my life purpose and meaning.
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