Creator, creation, and a sense of wonder.

It is interesting to see, as I begin my first classes at a secular university, the connections between God, the Bible, and philosophy (of all sorts). As I sit in my philosophy class, listening to the lecture on the founders of basic human knowledge (ideas of the cosmos and human beings), it is quite humorous to me that I know the answer to what these great men did not. Now, given had I been in their situation I do not think I would have had the brains, let alone the patience, with what little resource there was to come up with even the general questions they ask. However, to hear the others questioning their conclusions, based on what makes sense logically, but also having no answer of their own (while I sit with the key of life in my hands) it is somewhat satisfying, yet disheartening at the same time. It is one thing to know the answer, and yet another for those to accept it. So I sit in wonder at why I am (possibly) the only one in the room who actually has an answer beyond a theory and what makes me believe that it is right.

There is only so much of the human capacity to understand things that are not meant to be made known. I know that logically speaking, I am created and therefore there must be an eternal Creator. However, I cannot wrap my mind around the actual meaning of eternity, the downside of living in a linear world (not to be confused with the earth being round). But I hold to the truths that only I have experienced, that of change. Change was deemed impossible by many a scholar smarter than I ever have the capacity to become. However, He did the impossible, He changed me.