Imagine the Joy of Creation

Genesis 1-2, Psalm 8

Dear God,

You are the Author of joy!  I imagine the excited conversation between Father, Son, and Holy Spirit as, in eternity past, the Three in One shared the creative ideas for the thunderous Victoria Falls, the extent of the Great Rift Valley, the great seas of the globe, the thermal features of Yellowstone, the balance and harmony of nature, and the hills and hollows of Appalachia. I  imagine the joy on Your face when You worked Creation–Your hands carving the steep precipices of the Alps, only to stand back and study Your handiwork, and call giant glaciers and snow-capped peaks into existence.   I imagine Your separating water from land, creating a complex array of plant and animal life, then grinning at each other within the Triune Godhead at the beauty.  Joy.

I allow my mind to imagine the peal of laughter that erupted from the Triune God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, as You watched the first newborn lambs skip, run, and tumble over each other. I imagine Your peaceful smile as You gazed upon a litter of squirming puppies, nuzzled to nourish against their mother.  Joy.

I try to imagine the knowledge of God that could call into being the creative complexity that is wound throughout the fabric of flesh, bone, tissues, cells, organs, brains, thoughts, ideas, and personality.  I can imagine Father, Son, and Spirit chuckling among Yourselves at the mysteries of the universe You created, and knowing what a puzzle they would present to curious humanity You would make in Your image.  Joy.

Father, I imagine Your speaking to Jesus, and Holy Spirit observing with joy.  Acting as One, I hear You instruct Son as to the design.  Jesus stooped to the dust of earth, and gathered the dust. He fashioned man’s body according to Father’s plan.  Having waited His turn, Holy Spirit stepped up and breathed breath into man.  You made human life in Your image!  You clapped with joy and laughter at the crowing glory of Your creation–man.  Joy.

You knew that companionship would be man’s need, so You crafted woman, starting with a rib carved out of man’s own body.  Your joy at her glorious visage was only exceeded by the wonder on man’s face when he gazed upon her for the first time.  Her beautiful face, hair, and figure mesmerized man from the first moment of his awareness of Your creation.  No surprise to You!

Teach me to live with breathtaking joy and wonder at the beauty of Your creation, Your design, Your miracles.  Joy.

In the Name of my joyful Creator God,
Amen.