I opened up my Bible for the first time in 4 months. It was open most of the semester for the sake of studying and knowing, but not for being. Not for the maintenance of a relationship with God. I don’t know what prompted reading it. Perhaps a midnight prayer? I only read 5 verses:
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was moving over the surface of the waters. Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light day, and the darkness He called night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day.
I have heard and read and studied the Creation more than any other passage of Scripture. I can paraphrase Genesis 1 through 3, from memory. Today, it felt personal. It felt internalized. It felt like my creation story. While formless and void are great beginnings for the manufacturing of a world, they are not good for the human soul.
Perhaps, the Lord is hovering over the surface of my void and formlessness with pursed lips ready to speak. Perhaps, His goodness is preparing itself to be revealed. Perhaps, darkness will have to find new residence for light will come.