In the Beginning

Reading the Word
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. And the earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep; and the Spirit of God was moving over the surface of the waters. Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light.

{Genesis 1:1-3}

Reflecting on the Word
Eons ago, the Spirit of God hovered over the nest of the new earth, working with the Word of God to bring form and fullness to the creation. The mechanics of the miracle remain a mystery. “Just as you do not know the path of the wind and how bones are formed in the womb of a pregnant woman,” said Solomon, “so you do not know the activity of God who makes all things.” Going from the miracle of physical life to the miracle of spiritual life, the mystery remains. “The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from or where it is going,” Jesus said. “So is everyone born of the Spirit.” The Spirit of God that moved over the waters of the young earth, that moved over the womb of a young virgin, still moves today. Just as miraculously. And just as mysteriously. Our response, it seems to me, should be awe, not analysis; worship, not reasoning; joy, not jury duty on the way God has chosen to work in the world he created.

{Ken Gire}

Responding to the Word
Creator Spirit, who broodest everlastingly over the lands and the waters of the earth, enduing them with forms and colours, which no human skill can copy, give me today, I beseech Thee, the mind and heart to rejoice in Thy creation. Forbid that I should walk through Thy beautiful world with unseeing eyes: Forbid that the lure of the market-place should ever entirely steal my heart away from the love of the open acres and the green trees: Forbid that under the low roof of workshop or office or study I should ever forget Thy great overarching sky: Forbid that when all Thy creatures are greeting the morning with songs and shouts of joy, I alone should wear a dull and sullen face: Let the energy and vigour which in They wisdom Thou hast infused into every living thing stir to-day within my being, that I may not be among Thy creatures as a sluggard and a drone: And above all give me grace to use these beauties of earth without me and this eager stirring of life within me as a means whereby my soul may rise from creature to Creator, and from nature to nature’s God.

{John Baillie; A Diary of Private Prayer}


About kengire

Ken Gire has been a fulltime writer since 1981 publishing more than twenty books. His writing has earned such honours as two Gold Medallion Awards, Book-of-the-Year by Campus Life and two have been named C. S. Lewis Honour Books. He has worked with Insight for Living, co-authored 25 study guides with Chuck Swindoll and written on such diverse topics as devotional series and young adult fiction. He is currently working on a historical fiction that will be adaptable to film. Ken is also an inspiriational speaker and has founded Reflective Living, a nonprofit ministry devoted to helping individuals live more reflective lives so they may experience life more deeply. View all posts by kengire

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