Just the other day, Neil deGrasse Tyson dropped this pearl of morbid nihilism in his Twitter feed:
Well, thank you, Neil. You have a singular talent for brightening everyone’s day.
The greatest tragedy, though, might be how many likes that tweet got. If you read enough (forgive me, Lord) internet comments from the agnostic, scientifically curious types, you almost see a perverse delight in their rejection of anything significant about man. To hear them talk, we’re just another species adrift in the dark, clinging to a pale blue dot in its dance across the blackness, one that’s quite indifferent to whether we maintain our grip. Nothing special about us.
Anything to reject God, I suppose.
God is another matter.
You matter to God.
“I pray that the perception of your mind may be enlightened so you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the glorious riches of His inheritance among the saints” (Ephesians 1:18)
We studied this last night and marveled. Our teens shared a bemusement: “Gee, God, couldn’t you have picked someone slightly better to gift with an inheritance?”
Perhaps. But he chose us.
When I observe Your heavens,
the work of Your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which You set in place,
what is man that You remember him,
the son of man that You look after him?
You made him little less than God
and crowned him with glory and honor. (Psalm 8:3-5)
Unbelievable. He cares.
…casting all your care on Him, because He cares about you. (1 Peter 5:7)
You are not an accident or a leftover; you were planned.
That thing that happened to you in high school, the one you’ve never told anyone? He saw. He is furious. And he has plans to make it right.
The trial you’re undergoing now that’s lasted years with no end in sight? He is the God who produces solutions out of nowhere long after hope has surrendered.
Those sins you committed? God wants to forgive. He arranged for it, through the blood of his son, if only it is accepted.
Behold the black hole, one of which was first finally imaged by mankind yesterday:
Amazing, is it not? I’ve waited my whole life for such a vista.
You are more than this.
You are more than just a failed star, more than just a void surrounded by cosmic detritus. That weird phenomenon, that collision of the most exotic, bizarre properties of our universe, endowed with power to anchor galaxies…God has done far more intricate work on you. Your body, your life, all stamped with his seal, bound up as a testimony to his love and care.
Amidst the energy and matter that collide hourly across the universe, you matter to God. Will you not accept this?
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