Chapter Eight: "Let There Be"

Imagine there is nothing. Just, nothing. No sun no light no dark nothing. No time.

But there's God.

He's there and He decides He wants to make stuff. Loads of stuff. Atoms and Giraffes and Bears (even Teddy Bears) and Hair and Sun and Air and Nitrogen and Balloons. He simply speaks and everything that we know to be, is. Because He says so.

When He did this, He saw everything.

He saw so far forward into the future that He saw a little tiny baby boy whose heart maybe needs a little bit of help. He saw how much that little baby would struggle, He knew that baby wouldn't survive without some help. So He started a Chain of Events.

First He made medicine and x-rays and hospitals where people with compassion decided they wanted to take care of other people. Then He made microscopes and gave people the talent and drive to figure out how to cut into people to help fix them. He knew that sin would be so crazy in this world that it would eventually affect our bodies and He wanted to help. So He sent people. Doctors and Surgeons and Nurses and Technicians and Janitors and Policemen.

Born to this world was a little girl, who grew up to be a woman, who went to school to be a doctor, who started to look at hearts, who started to look at little kids hearts, who meets moms and explains "This is what we found, this is what we can do."

Born to this world was a little boy, who grew up with younger siblings, who struggled to know who he was, who was lost for a little while, who met a girl who fell in love with him and he decided he wanted to be a man and they got married, and had a baby girl and then found out they were pregnant with a baby boy and that baby boy would have one ventricle in his heart.

God set it up. Boom boom boom, like a bowling ball, He set up the pins and set in motion what is happening right now.

He did this on the very first day that He created the world. He said "Let There Be" and there was.

There was light and dark and fish and birds and animals and grass and trees and science and math and time and day and night and there was Dean Blair Jaques V. Right from the very start of this world God was writing my little baby boys story.

How freaking cool is that? 

Pretty freaking cool.