September 3, 2026

From chaos, order

It's counterintuitive, or so we've been taught. God is a god of structure, of principles, of the laws of nature, the very statutes of which He penned Himself in perpetuity from before the dawn of time. God is a god of order, and naught can or could or would exist without the rigidity of this framework.

Thus, for argument, evolution is instantly proven to be nary more than man's attempt to erase the Almighty from the very world He created, a laughably desperate gesture made by those engulfed in the throes of sin. Chaos does not beget order, and a cosmic explosion brings not forth the intricacies of the universe as we know them.

But therein lies the rub — "as we know them."

Our minds are finite, our knowledge flawed, and our wisdom doomed. We deign to look at the Almighty and dictate what He intends, to lay forth arguments on His behalf as though He were in peril of being outwitted by the intellect of His creation.

Oh, the arrogance.

We cannot even pretend to know the full mind of God, to comprehend His plan and His ways and His intentions for us. We've been taught that turmoil is not of the Lord, that all but that which we perceive as orderly descends not from the hand of the Almighty.

But who are we to look at our lives and divinate what of it is from God and what of it is from the prince of darkness? Is God not God of all? Was His plan not crafted and established in eternity past before light and dark and breath and life and thought and feeling, nay, even consciousness, were in existence? Is He not the One who spoke the very essence of being into existence, whether its appearance was as instantaneous and quiet manifestation or as raucous and searing combustion?

From nothing came everything. Why must we insist on looking at the Creator of all things and presuppose that one method is more legitimate than the other, that the one we deem as orderly is preferential to the one our broken minds perceives as chaotic?

Likewise, why do we look at our own chaos and boldly proclaim, "That is not of God!"

Why do we feel compelled to assign attributes to the Almighty which He did not assign Himself or constrain His character because we are simply too human to comprehend otherwise?

God is not absent in chaos. He is not somehow thwarted by circumstances beyond His control. He is no more taken aback by His creation than an author is left dumfounded by the words they have written.

We are the creation; we cannot dictate the rules of Creation to the Creator, the One who exists outside of and unencumbered by that which He created. We see what we perceive as chaos and insist it mustn't be of God.

But we do not see the completed picture. We do not know the plan. We do not understand the eternal workings of an eternal Being for whom time does not exist.

Yet, from the chaos of our broken lives and broken dreams and broken world, order is being established. Not earthly order. Not order as defined by the laws of man. But eternal order, God's order, an order without end the plan for which has existed ad infinitum.