A Real Superhero

When my parents got divorced, I was just a kid. But that’s when I learned I wasn’t big enough, smart enough, or powerful enough, to save myself from pain. Most of my friends’ parents stayed married, so for many years I thought maybe it was just me, and perhaps the right person could make a difference.  But as I grew up, I discovered that sometimes no matter how hard I (or someone else) might try, my worst fears can come true. 

Perhaps that’s why I've always found the idea of a Creator so intriguing. To create the universe, He’d have to be big enough, smart enough and powerful enough to do anything He wants. And, if He wanted a relationship with me, maybe He could help me deal with problems. 

One night, while sitting under the stars on the beach, I listened as a scientist explained how Jupiter had to be positioned exactly where it is or life could not exist on Earth. By its perfect location that huge planet acts as a shield. Its gravity sucks in the asteroids and comets that otherwise would bombard Earth and destroy all potential for life. That scientific reality, along with many other evidences from the natural realm, confirmed my belief in the Creator’s ability. 

Webster’s Dictionary defines the Creator as God “capitalized: the supreme or ultimate reality: as a : the Being perfect in power, wisdom, and goodness who is worshipped as creator and ruler of the universe.” Dictionary.com also defines the Creator (capitalized) as “God.” But I prefer the way creation itself reveals the Creator's characteristics.

The author of the universe not only pays attention to infinitesimal details, but also must value pleasure and beauty. Why else did He give us such a colorful world? Parrots, clown fish, orchids, and Gerber daisies—butterflies, blue skies, and ladybugs—a vast array of inedible plants (azaleas and oleanders) and hilarious animals (orangutans and spider monkeys)—all delight and fascinate us. Okay, so I’m not a scientist and maybe they serve other purposes, but the Creator could have made them all monochromatic, ugly, and serious yet He didn’t. Even more, He gave us the ability to experience the pleasure of a gorgeous sunrise or the thrill of a double rainbow that magically appears after the rain.

The Creator also made places to explore—I've seen the turquoise gems of the Caribbean Sea and am determined to go to the Swiss Alps before I die. Plus He created humankind with minds giving us the ability to study the human body or learn computer technology.

 

He also must have a sense of humor. God gave babies the ability to bubble over with laughter and squeal with delight in the process of discovery. And, He gave them the ability to scream their frustrations so everyone can hear. So it seems reasonable to deduce that the Creator cares about a person's suffering. He gave us tears to vent our pain and frustration. And, where else could the ability to hug one another and gently express our concern come from?

These characteristics and so many more show me the Creator. They also make me think He cares about relationships. More on that topic tomorrow.