Day 21, and we’re back at 3 (2+1=3) The Trinity
I love numbers, though, I’m not the best mathematician, I do know God’s foundations (or the roots of his magnificent personality and ingenuity) are in the numbers.
God’s beauties are witnessed many places. They are seen in the leaves of his trees and in his sky and everywhere if we simply look.. These wonders are his artworks.
The Grand Canyon, only to name one, is an example. And, think about this. There would be no Grand Canyon without numbers and pressures and physics, and calculous, and algebra and all the other mathematical hocus-pocus, as it seems to me, involved. Numbers of the metals, minerals, force or pressure of water and atmosphere, the height and the depths of matter were the ingredients needed. The surrounding numerical values of other rock formations and consistencies in surrounding areas, all came together and allowed the genesis of the canyon to occur. Then, the water and winds joined in increased the Colorado River bed. And all of that force, and all the energy and the matter and the pressure worked simultaneously and carved the stones into the glorious natural monument that is present today. The boulders, and the added colors or clay, iron ores form the brilliance of assorted lights and reflections within the suns path astonish the tourists during the day, but especially at dawn and dusk … Oh, I can hear a symphony playing. Perhaps it sounds similar to The 1812 Overture… This is the cereal that’s shot from guns. That is from an American childhood cereal advertisement, which they borrowed from Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and I chuckle thinking about it playing in the background…
And, numbers created God’s art which he has made for us…
We are his creation in the making, too.
So ~ When the storms, the pressures, the wind and the rain of our tears pour out from traumas and turmoil around us, then we too, become a work of his art. We are made similarly to The Grand Canyon…
We are grand, indeed….
Psalm 8:3-6 NIV
When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
Human beings that you care for them?
You have made them a little lower than the angels
And crowned them with glory and honor.
You made them rulers over the works of your hands;
You put everything under their feet: