On a sleepless night from the darkest point in the universe, I sit and gaze upward into the night-time sky. From this unique vantage point the heavens blaze, emitting the energy that fuels the universe. No two suns, no two planets, no two galaxies are the same yet, they harmonize in a majestic, sparkling display. The Master Creator’s living masterpiece is beyond my comprehension but within me burns the compulsion to understand. Such an amazing ambition, coming from a creature so small sitting in darkness and gazing upward! Why? What are human beings (with ant-like insignificance) who by their nature are driven to grasp and own the knowledge lying beyond the capacity of every mortal creature? Does joy come by knowing comprehension or by my heart’s blind acceptance of my place within this wonderful creation? Is it my questioning that grates and destroys God’s natural harmony? Is my humanity diminished if I choose blind faith?
God why have you made me thus? Why have you given me, a creature so insignificant, the ability to question with the desire to own? My questions leave me feeling helpless and alone. My desire for control leads me into rebellion and ends in my personal destruction. I search for someone just like me, who will understand me, and end my lonely search; but I (like all you’ve created) am the only one you’ve made like me. I am hopelessly eccentric and seeking relief in commonality. Again, my questioning eyes turn upward, seeking answers to my “whys” and an end to my unique isolation. Within I am haunted by an echo of belonging to the glorious heavens surrounding and beckoning me. Infinity overwhelms my questioning mind and a small voice from eternity whispers, “My grace is sufficient for you. Trust me. I sent you my Son. Accept Him, follow Him, mirror Him, and find my purpose for you. He is the One through whom, I created all things and in Him I hold all things together. He is the answer to all your questions and the One who will make you shine in harmony with all that lights my creation. He will change your desire for control to trusting content. Faith is not blinded reason. It is the gift I give to guide my dear children, who are too small to understand. Now, open it, use it, and rejoice! Rest in Jesus in the place I created for only you to shine!”
The sun rises and the dark night runs away, as I forget its lonely questioning. I hear the birds’ cacophony of joyful praise! The world revealed in rainbow colors, ever brightening until all shadows fade. Because of night-time’s ink black isolation I have learned to appreciate the sunlight; earth’s unique star, that faithful light which energizes all life, not by chance but by design, is not a sign but a daily miracle that fills my heart with surety. God is in control and though I am the only one, I belong to God. Because of Jesus I celebrate my peculiarity. I shine as only, I can shine and I am sparkling joy!