Genesis 1:31 The Message
God looked over everything he had made;
it was so good, so very good!
It was evening, it was morning—
Good: to be desired or approved of: having the high, first-class qualities; that which is morally right; righteousness: benefit or advantage to someone or something
‘Good’ is one of the most overused words. There are so many other words that could have been used, but weren’t: excellent, superb, outstanding, magnificent, exceptional, marvellous, wonderful, superlative, splendid, admirable, worthy.
Personally I am overjoyed the writer didn’t use the word ‘awesome’. I am so tired of everything being awesome!
You looked at everything You had made, God, and said that it was good, no that it was very good. It then goes on to say it was evening first then morning. That seems odd. Day Six surely didn’t start with evening, with sunset. Yet it is written, evening first, then morning.
This was the beginning of creation as recorded in Genesis. The sixth day creation was complete; the seventh day was reserved for rest. It was accomplished; it was declared Good; it was now time to rest and reflect.
I’m not about to start preaching evolution; I merely want to consider the creative process. In the plays I’ve written, I end up editing more than I wrote initially. My recipes are never executed with the same ingredients; a pinch more here, a dash of that, adding chocolate makes any dish sweeter! In the garden, I plant, trim, re-plant, re-locate plants, cut back, pinch off, and in some cases dig it up and toss it. Nothing I have ever done creatively is stagnant. Fluidity is the essence of the creative process … process being the operative word. ‘Process’ is a continuous action, operation, or series of changes. A creative process then, never ceases.
Why then the rest on the seventh day? Creativity is continuous. a series of changes. For me, in my garden, the rest comes only when my body cries out in pain and I must sit and drink volumes of water. From my vantage point, I look over my efforts and evaluate the results, making mental notes of places I missed while weeding, limbs that need a little more trimming, and areas that please me. Dear Lord, with only a small knowledge of all You have created on Earth, I can’t imagine seeing anything amiss. Your attention to detail is mind-boggling. However, I understand the process of constant tweaking, major and minor improvements, areas of perfection that merely need to be left alone for the present.
Evening signals time for recuperation; morning signals the start of a new day. After a hard days work in my garden, evening does mark creation’s end. Morning the next day gives rest and reflection time to see the creative process with new refreshed eyes-the next day.
Creating is an endeavor one might describe as excellent, superb, outstanding, magnificent, exceptional, marvellous, wonderful, superlative, splendid, admirable, worthy. ‘Good’ seems understated; but then, You are the God of Love, and …
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 Easy-to-Read Version
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud. Love is not rude, it is not selfish, and it cannot be made angry easily. Love does not remember wrongs done against it. Love is never happy when others do wrong, but it is always happy with the truth. Love never gives up on people. It never stops trusting, never loses hope, and never quits.
Replacing the word Love with God, it all starts to fall into place for me.
God is patient and kind. God is not jealous, He does not brag, and He is not proud. God is not rude, He is not selfish, and He cannot be made angry easily. God does not remember wrongs done against Him. God is never happy when others do wrong, but He is always happy with the truth. God never gives up on people. God never stops trusting, never loses hope, and never quits.
God is Great … God is Good … and oh … so much … ever so much more! Amen
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures. ~Henry Ward Beecher
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep. ~Scott Adams
Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression. ~Isaac Bashevis Singer
Can You Count the Stars?
Johann Wilhelm Hey 1789-1854; trans. Henry John William Dulcken 1832-1894
Can you count the stars that brightly
Twinkle in the midnight sky?
Can you count the clouds, so lightly
O’er the meadows floating by?
God, the Lord, doth mark their number,
With His eyes that never slumber
He hath made them every one,
He hath made them every one.
Can you count the wings now flashing
In the sunshine’s golden light?
Can you count the fishes splashing
In the cooling waters bright?
God, the Lord, a name hath given,
To all creatures under Heaven;
He hath named them every one,
He hath named them every one.
Do you know how many children
Rise each morning blithe and gay?
Can you count their jolly voices,
Singing sweetly day by day?
God hears all the happy voices,
In their merry songs rejoices;
And He loves them, every one
And He loves them, every one.
The volume of something is the amount of it that there is.