As I stand in an office, awaiting an appointment, I notice this print of a hand-drawn schematic of Manhattan. Antique. And in German. I know this city, but not like this. Rather than attempt to find familiar sites, I allow the image to remain a jumbled mess. It’s hard to believe that there is order here. But there is.
Praise God for complex things. For systems that support us – taking away our trash, bringing us heat, supplying food for stores. For networks through which flow streams of water, and currents of electricity, and megabits of data.
And for the conduits of electric impulses in our brains giving life to thoughts and movement to limbs. Praise him for the intricacy of the human mind and its tiny tendrils of rationality.
How delicate, how fragile these systems are! How easily they break down. In the global news, one powerful man’s twisted circuitry results in the disruption of an entire world’s mechanisms. He schemes and chaos follows.
Yet, Lord, you tell us that though a man may have many plans in his heart, it’s your purpose that prevails (Proverbs 19:21). We thank you that you are the designer of good throughout the whole jumble mess of history.
If I shift a bit, I find the ceiling lights reflected in the map’s glass like suns burning through the paper. Jesus, you are that pure light.
You will have the final word.
Reader, what has caught your eye lately, or caused you to think differently? Send me a photo and your thoughts!