Complexities

A dear friend of mine was studying the spirit and the soul recently, becoming amazed and almost overwhelmed by the complexity we humans possess. He made the brilliant observation that 'because we are made in God's image, we are far deeper that we think we are.'

That may seem simplistic at first, but in actuality, it is a profound truth.

God is a very complex Being, and so far past our finding out that we could not bear any more than a mere glimmer of His Presence, and because He loves us, that's all He will give us, lest we be destroyed.

People read through the Bible as if it were a novel, and become disappointed or disallusioned by what they read, because God is not at all like what they have created Him to be in their minds.

Even His very word is far, far more complex than what a casual novelistic style of reading will reveal. Layers upon layers upon layers, such that we mere humans can never come to the end of it.

Why should it be any different with us, who are nothing more that the works of His Hands, we who are made in His Image?

Before the microscope, man cut into men for the cause of learning, and found a complex miriad of organs and tubes and bladders and vessels, all working together harmoniously, for the most part, except when one or the other failed and the body ceased to function at all.

Then they developed the microscope, and discovered a whole new set of complexities they could not even have imaged previously, individual blood vessels carrying oxygenated blood to every portion of the body, and even the very blood much more than a simple red fluid, comprised of white cells and red cells and many other things they had to create names for. At that time, it was assumed that the cell was the smallest portion of a man, or any object.

But then came the electron microscope, and once again, another whole world of complexity was revealed, rendering the 'simple cell' into a complex machine with hundreds of parts, and whole libraries full of information previously unknown. The genome was discovered, then decoded (required whenever a 'code' is found to exist). Somehow, the existence of that very code and what it implied escaped many, or they intentionally ignored the implications. (But God knows, for He wrote the code. We indeed are the product of the Words of His Mouth, spoken into existence.)

And now we understand the individual proteins and the particles that comprise them. And we think we have discovered the smallest things in existence.

In all that complexity, it nowhere even touches on the whole realm of soul and spirit. Nor will I here. But I could not allow such a gem of an obeservation to go by unmentioned.