God at Work
Immanuel - God with us – Jesus fulfills the prophecy of Isaiah 7:14. God is truly with us as explained in Matthew 1:22, 23, "All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: “The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel (which means “God with us”).". Think about it, God is with us right now, and with everyone on this earth. Why would God want to be with me, or you? Surely He must have bigger things to do than hang around with me?
This becomes a bigger question when you engage in the geeky hobby that I do - I take pictures of God at “work” in outer space, enjoying his work, perhaps even having “fun” or at the very least being satisfied with His Creation. Above is one of those pictures of mine.
This is God at work. This is one of His amazing creations – a giant galaxy – a giant pancake-shaped collection of about 100 million stars. It is 100 billion trillion kilometers away from us and is a million trillion kilometers across. “So what,” you ask? Well get this – God is out there too. God is bigger than anything we can imagine. Now look back at where we live:
This is a picture of our own earth and our moon from far away in space, two little dots. What could possibly be more amazing on this little blue dot than the work God is doing everywhere else? Why YOU, of course! You are more amazing than anything else God has made! What’s more God, through Jesus, left all this wonderment behind and came down onto this little dot. The very Creator of ALL we see around us and out in the universe came down here for you and for me, and this is what we celebrate in this season. This is what I think about when I peer through my telescope at God’s astounding creation. It certainly makes me humble and thankful for God’s interest in me and you and for the gift of His Son here on earth. Thank you Lord. “Wow”, is all I can say.
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“Dark, dark hath been the midnight,
But dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel’s land.”
- From ”The Sands of Time are Sinking”, a hymn written by Anne R. Cousin in 1857.