"In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.” Genesis 1:1
The Bible opens with a powerful and poetic description of God as the masterful Creator. God created vast oceans, expansive skies, and numberless trees. God created teams of sea creatures, the animals that roam the Earth, and the birds that fill the skies. And God created us.
It’s easy to miss the point of this story if you get caught up in the creationism vs. evolution debate. Keep in mind that the Bible was written before there were such things as the scientific method or the measurement systems that we use today. The writers of Genesis did the best they could with the language they had to describe what they knew to be true: God created the universe and everything in it.
As an English major, I geek out on the poetic devices used to try to capture the majesty and awesomeness of Creation. It’s beautiful! Take some time to re-read it if it’s been awhile. The repetition and parallelism create an authoritative, methodical rhythm that illustrates God’s deliberate and patient approach. There were no accidents. “And God said,” is repeated over and over to describe how God authored the universe into existence. We notice a turn at verse 26: “Then God said, ‘Let us make man in our image, after our likeness’” (emphasis added).
What does it mean that humans are made in God’s “likeness”?
It probably means a lot of things, but I want to focus on the one that this passage points to: God is a Creator, and since we are made in God’s image, we are meant to be creators, too.
Look around you. Someone created the chair you’re sitting on, the laptop or phone in your hand, the art on your walls, the buildings on your street, and the books on your shelves. Humans have been creating non-stop since we were created. You could say that we were created to create.
I thought it was fitting to begin my blog at the beginning of creation. I have been feeling the pull toward the creation of this blog for a long time. I have been avoiding starting it for two and half years now. I love to write. I process my experiences and my faith through writing. But I got hung up on the details and started worrying that my blog might be seen as silly or that it would be a colossal failure. It’s not worth the trouble, I told myself. But I haven’t been able to shake the thought that I’m supposed to do this. I journaled about it. Talked to friends about it. Planned it. But never created it. Until now.
May this post be the first of many “creations.” And thanks for reading!
What were you created to create? How have you avoided creating what you feel called to create? How have you succeeded?