I got to thinking about this idea while in Yosemite with my In-laws. As a side note, if you’ve never been, it’s worth the trip; one of the more majestic and beautiful landscapes I’ve ever seen. Strangely, the recent events in Boston got me thinking about it again but there will have to be another post. Anyway, we were driving back to the cabin from dinner and my mother in law and wife started talking about how a glacier carved through the mountain thousands of years ago and created the Yosemite Valley as we know it. This of course led to a discussion about macro vs. micro evolution, which of course led to a discussion about creation, which led to a mild disagreement about the completion of God’s creation. If you don’t believe in creation and can actually wrap your head around the idea of a single particle which existed outside of time and space somehow exploding into everything that exists, then I admire your level of faith. For the rest of us I think this is an interesting discussion. One of the things I love about my faith is the journey it takes. I have opinions and stances now that may have seemed crazy to me only a few years ago. I’ve had experiences that point to previously dismissed ideas being realities. It’s really wild and at the same time really rad how being willing to challenge yourself and wrestle with your own status-quo in the midst of your Savior can evolve your point of view and bolster your understanding. That to say, who knows, maybe a year or ten from now I’ll think differently or maybe my family will but my initial reaction to the idea of creation via glacier wasn’t necessarily agreement. At the very least I didn’t, and really still don’t, want to believe that Yosemite (nor most anything) was created by happenstance. Does a God who declares me fearfully and wonderfully made and who knows all the hairs on my head leave creation to chance? Maybe. Maybe he designed nature to evolve. Maybe he sent that glacier into motion. Maybe it was just a natural phenomenon. For me though, it’s hard to take God out of the equation. I fear control and definite knowledge far more than the unknown; far more than ruling God out. I choose to leave room for God in the creation of Yosemite. I choose to leave room for God to fill my wife’s still barren womb with life. I choose to leave room for God in the midst of the Boston bombings. I choose to leave room for God in the fate of our country. I choose to leave room for God in the plans for my future. I hope for less of me and more of Him. I yearn to be completely out of control. I choose to leave room for God. Maybe this causes you to think, maybe i’m just way behind in my understanding but please share your thoughts either way.