Two summers ago, my wife, my son and I spent a week in San Diego. One Sunday afternoon, after worshiping God in church, we sat on Coronado beach and marveled at his creation. The Pacific was steel-blue and stretched off into what seemed like infinity. Waves half-again as tall as me crashed into the shore, where majestic cliffs rose out of sandy beaches. The scope of it was awe-inspiring.

On another morning, we visited a different beach, this one all rocks and cliffs: no sand, no real access to the ocean at all. But we climbed down the rocks just a little and found small pools left behind by the high tide.
Tiny flowery creatures called those pools home. They closed up tight when you ran your finger over them. Miniature crabs brandished their claws and hissed defiantly at us. Some people see the machinery of evolution in moments like those, but I found myself thinking of the one who created those creatures and their home.

That night I prayed with Josh and we thanked God for his creation, and for letting us spend the day enjoying it. It was a heartfelt prayer, but it struck me a couple of nights later on final approach to Chicago that I shouldn’t have to go all the way across the country to notice God’s creation. read more

Two summers ago, my wife, my son and I spent a week in San Diego. One Sunday afternoon, after worshiping God in church, we sat on Coronado beach and marveled at his creation. The Pacific was steel-blue and stretched off into what seemed like infinity. Waves half-again as tall as me crashed into the shore, where majestic cliffs rose out of sandy beaches. The scope of it was awe-inspiring.

On another morning, we visited a different beach, this one all rocks and cliffs: no sand, no real access to the ocean at all. But we climbed down the rocks just a little and found small pools left behind by the high tide.
Tiny flowery creatures called those pools home. They closed up tight when you ran your finger over them. Miniature crabs brandished their claws and hissed defiantly at us. Some people see the machinery of evolution in moments like those, but I found myself thinking of the one who created those creatures and their home.

That night I prayed with Josh and we thanked God for his creation, and for letting us spend the day enjoying it. It was a heartfelt prayer, but it struck me a couple of nights later on final approach to Chicago that I shouldn’t have to go all the way across the country to notice God’s creation. read more