Bright, however, as is the manifestation which God gives both of himself and his immortal kingdom in the mirror of his works, so great is our stupidity, so dull are we in regard to these bright manifestations, that we derive no benefit from them. For in regard to the fabric and admirable arrangement of the universe, how few of us are there who, in lifting our eyes to the heavens, or looking abroad on the various regions of the earth, ever think of the Creator?
John Calvin and Henry Beveridge, Institutes of the Christian Religion, vol. 1 (Edinburgh: The Calvin Translation Society, 1845), 76.
“No more shall an infant from there live but a few days, Nor an old man who has not fulfilled his days; For the child shall die one hundred years old, But the sinner being one hundred years old shall be accursed.” – NKJ Isaiah 65:20
When looking to take a trip to a new area I often look up popular pictures from the area to get an idea of what and where to photograph. Many photographers try to capture the essence of a place and looking at their work can give great insight into an area. I would say this is generally true except for the Grand Canyon. Many photographers are trying to capture the rich colors that are illuminated by sunrise and sunsets. All the parking lots fill up at sunrise and sunset. They look for rainbows and other weather related events that give scale to the vast size of the Canyon.
After several trip to the Grand Canyon and also trying to capture this same beauty I found myself frustrated; the same frustration that comes from trying to fit a square peg in a round hole. These added elements of weather and light are truly beautiful but the Canyon itself is not. When looking at the Canyon I do not see the work the Divine hand of creation. I do not find beauty, but the scene of unprecedented cataclysmic destruction. I find the remnants of floodwaters of desolation now baking in the sun soaked cliffs all majestic in its magnitude. Like true beauty, it brings me to stillness and wonder but it lacks the goodness of the Creator that must undergird true beauty.
With this new perspective of looking at the Canyon, the frustration fled away and the Canyon opened up to all kinds of possibilities for photography. Morning, afternoon and evening were filled with countless opportunities to capture what is continually exuding from the Canyon. So these photos are not beautiful in its truest sense but I believe they, however ineloquently, capture the truth of what the Grand Canyon is.
Ecclesiastes 2:16a For there is no more remembrance of the wise than of the fool forever, Since all that now is will be forgotten in the days to come.
Yesterday, my daughter and I received a tour of the ASU library by a librarian in our church. Our guide was familiar with French, German, Latin, Greek, and Hebrew, and was sure to show us all the volumes of writings from the middle ages that have not been translated into English. I came away with a renewed humility about how little modern man truly knows about his history. How little do we know and understand the events of our own day. How little do we know and understand the events of the past. Hindsight is not 20/20.
The study of history is a worthwhile pursuit that all who love wisdom should value. But this pursuit is tainted by the sin of pride. Nothing corrupts a historian like overconfidence. This is true in the study of history as well as archeology, science, economics, etc. It just may be that the underlying flaw of modernism is not its presuppositions but its pride.
He waters the hills from His upper chambers; The earth is satisfied with the fruit of Your works. He causes the grass to grow for the cattle, And vegetation for the service of man, That he may bring forth food from the earth, – Psalm 104:13-14
This week I have read countless debates about Truth, Beauty, and Goodness. They are so difficult for us to define. When we ask our Creator for a definition, he takes us to the edge of the field, stretches out his hand and says “this.”