The Universe, the Microverse, and the Creator: An Epic Poem

In modern times, the use of ever more sophisticated telescopes have revealed more and more of the universe and it has gotten bigger in our minds every year of our existence. In the same way, ever more sophisticated microscopes have revealed more and more of the complex micro-verse that comprises each of our cells down to even the microscopic level of protons, neutrons, and beyond. This miniature world has gotten clearer every year of our existence.

As we look beyond ourselves and beyond our limited, constricted view of God. The children’s song, “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands” now pales in comparison to our new understanding of the scope of the universe.

God’s omnipotence is revealed when you begin to think of the sheer size of even just the known galaxies. He formed the largest planets and the densest asteroids. He can handle the hottest suns and coldest moons. He is unphased by the strongest black holes or the most radioactive nebulas.

His omniscience is then revealed when we correlate how small we are in comparison to the vastness of space. In but a few light years away from our pale, blue planet any evidence of our existence ceases to shine. All of human history, knowledge, experience, capability is expressed in the geometrical designation of a point in the spacial void. God is not a mere summation of all human knowledge, He transcends it, and expresses it all with the flare of an artist and the precision of a musician.

His omnipresence is thus revealed. King David realized that when He climbed to the top of the highest mountain, God was there; and when he descended to the lowest valley, God was there. At the far reaches of our rather small, spiral Milky Way Galaxy, God is there. Wherever the edge of this universe is, God is there and beyond. He’s there, and there, and everywhere. Including, right here with you.

At first, God’s infinite nature makes us feel small and unimportant, but then the truth sinks in. God is not bound by the confines of space or time. He is not only a distant God dealing with the enormity of the universe’s problems, but also an intimate God that is concerned with every cell of His creation, every line of code in every deoxyribonucleic acid, and every atomic nucleus mysteriously held together.

What once seemed like a distant, cold deity suddenly appears to be infinitely personal. He can spend all of His eternity with us every moment of our existence. He is the most intimate being possible.

And in all the created universe there is only one item in His creation that bears His image, and that is human beings. All the material world was created by Him and for Him and we, His image-bearers, get to rejoice with Him in it. God designed a universe capable of cohesion, a planet that flourishes with life, and a front-row seat to all the beautiful fixtures within this tapestry of His heavens.

But once again we can feel neglected when we think of all the cries from all the souls that have ever and will ever live; but this is because we mere mortals project our own weakness on our Creator. His timelessness makes all the interactions with all of mankind a momentary endeavor. He can focus all of his attention on each of us every second, and still promise the same to all our neighbors. Thus, right here, right now, the only human being that He is concerned with at this and every moment, is you.


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One thought on “The Universe, the Microverse, and the Creator: An Epic Poem

  1. Wow. Very Trekkie. That video was incredible! But even more incredible is to think the Creator of the Universe cares about us as individuals. Amazing that he made us in his image…overwhelming really.

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