Somebody asked me the other day where I got my ideas for the column and I said basically something is weighing on my mind or I see or hear a news segment that sparks the genesis of the column. Usually I have a pretty good idea of what I want to write about a few days before I sit down at the computer but not this week.

Somebody asked me the other day where I got my ideas for the column and I said basically something is weighing on my mind or I see or hear a news segment that sparks the genesis of the column.  Usually I have a pretty good idea of what I want to write about a few days before I sit down at the computer but not this week.  
I was getting a little concerned until this morning I read an article about the search for the beginning of the universe and even as I start writing just not sure where this will lead me so I might ramble a little more than normal.  According to what I read, astronomers seem to think that they “have glimpsed the dawn of the universe 13.6 billon years ago when the earliest stars were turning on the light n the cosmic darkness”.
So how did the astronomers “glimpse the dawn of the universe”?  It was not something they actually saw but rather changes in the wavelengths produced by radio signals.  To measure these wavelengths they have set up antennas in the desert of Australia in order to get away from interference from FM radios.  Who would have thought that we could discover the start of our universe in Australia and that something like a FM radio has been keeping us from this discovery.
The last sentence was written with just a hint of sarcasm because I’m just not sure that they are even sure of what they have found.  I’m not trying to belittle the finding because I know that these folks are a whole lot smarter than I am and I’m sure that they know what they are looking at.  But, what does that really mean?
I know that any scientists, astronomers and others of that ilk would like to have us believe that they can somehow unlock the mystery of life but I’m pretty sure that they can’t.  Oh, they may be able to understand how stars are formed and they can measure wavelengths produced by radio signals, but how was something created out of nothing?  Before something was nothing but how can that be and what was “nothing”?
Have I got your head exploding yet with deep thoughts of where we began? There was a sci-fi movie that came out about 20 years ago called “Twelve Monkeys”.  It starred Bruce Willis and it was about a man that traveled back in time to stop a plague that threatened to wipe out all people on the earth.  He jumped back and forth between now and then and met himself in the past.  It was hard on the brain to comprehend and understand all the possibilities that it brought out.

But, compared to the idea of how we came to be in the first place makes this movie seem like a children’s cartoon.  I just can’t wrap my mind around how this universe came to be and why we exist.  But, you know what?  To use a military term – that is way above my pay grade.  I cannot understand and will never understand the complexities of the origin of life.

I appreciate our scientists, astronomers and others that try to understand how things work in the universe – I really do.  But, I think that they are looking in vain for something that cannot be explained.  And, if they want to find out why we are here then they won’t find that answer by looking through a telescope.  

I believe in a God that created everything and has always been present.  I can’t explain why or how that happened but I do know that I am here now.  And I’m okay with that.  I can sometime wonder but I can’t dwell on how or why but rather with what I will do with the life that I have now.

When I think about all the things that I get “bent around the axle” about in my daily living, I come to realize that most things are just not that big a deal.  Now, they are to me at the time and consume way too much of my energy.  But, really we need to look at life with new lenses and appreciate what we have and what we can give.

There are approximately 8 billion people living on this planet and we are but one planet in the universe.  When you think about it we are pretty insignificant.  But, isn’t it great that we can serve a God that cares about this little piece of matter called a person.

We may be insignificant in the scope of the universe but we are important to our personal universe which is our family, community and nation.  So we need to seek to be significant in that world and accept who we are and not worry about how something came out of nothing.  Because if you do, your mind might just explode.    
   

Kevin Wilson writes a column for the Neosho Daily News.