Let’s interpret the cosmos. We’ll look through our telescopes into the vast reaches of space and do some exploring. Let’s draw some conclusions from the visible jewel box above and around us. How about we become children again, and allow the nature of the soul within us to begin to bubble with joy at the sight of BIG things. Let’s interpret the world around us, and do our best to make sense of it using the best tools available.
First of all, what’s the reason for interpreting the cosmos? The answer is in the question: because we have reason. Us human beings aren’t like the beasts who see the world but cannot interpret what they see – we have that unique, divine spark which causes self-awareness, wonder, and the desire to worship someone or something. We have reasoning, but when the animals look around at their world, they think “hungry-eat,” or “urge-mate,” or even “seek community,” but they don’t ask questions about their origin (Kung-Fu Panda aside).
Yet it is we humans who automatically do the work of reasoning when we look out into space, around our planet, or at each other. We don’t have to be but a few years old to begin wondering about who put the sun, moon, stars, or our family in place. Why? David well noted in Psalm 19:1
“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.” (ESV)
That’s why. The New Adam Translation reads it: “The universe screams out loud the magnificent genius of God, and the entire cosmos preaches his brilliant design.” It is the same God who painted the universe with endless mystery and enormity who also designed our brain to take it in, but more importantly, our heart which beats to His rhythm. We cannot look into the mind-bending glory of a neighboring galaxy without the echo of worship in the chambers of our heart.
In short, we are bound to interpret the cosmos. We are built to believe in something and someone bigger and more ancient than ourselves. We are designed to understand that something, or someone had to have been “there” before everything else was. My delight and joy – my favorite hobby is to stoke that God-breathed imagination in each of you, and to join you in the resultant exultation of the Creator as we discover facets of His wisdom whose depths reach into the light enveloped eternity in which only infinite Being may stand.
Thanks for reading,