Why not instantaeous creation?

So why did God take six days to create
the universe, its flowers and planets great?
Why not produce all instantaneously?
I think he wanted us his plan to see
– his thought, great wisdom and delight, the pleasure
he took in forming beauty, precious treasure.

It gave a pattern for our work, our week,
a seven-day plan so good, with needed break
to rest and praise, refreshing crown of time,
meet with our caring Father, Lord divine.
But now for long there have been those who said
‘There is no God – it made itself instead!’

‘What seems impossible may have occurred
if length of time is vast’ – but it’s absurd
to think that tiny changes brought by chance
could ever viability enhance –
those fossils were by sudden burial formed,
life’s chemistry’s designed by One now scorned.

Tune: 10 10 10 10 10 10 eg Finlandia by Sibelius

Creator of skills

“Our love of beauty, and some skill
reflects Your greater – how we thrill
to see the rose and daffodil,
deep hue of seas of wild bluebell;

“the flash of darting kingfisher’s flight,
the graceful circling of a kite,
the murmurations – startling sight,
as starling clouds swirl before night;

“the sculpture of a swallow’s brain
so it can travel home again;
the intricacy of each cell
whose complex chemistry works so well;

“the dazzling beauty of night’s sky
that all may see, and wonder, ‘Why
is all so beautiful?’, then sigh,
‘Will this continue when I die?’

“Oh, as You’ve made me with some skill
may I now use it as You will,
– in all I do to beauty sow
and praise Your work where’er I go!”
Tune: LM

Open House

No room in the inn for the birth of the child,
will you give him room? with your God reconciled,
and hope he has room for you there in his heaven?
acknowledging, asking your sins be forgiven?

There’s room in his heaven for all who perceive
their guilt, now desiring his grace to receive,
redeemed by the price that he paid on the cross
in dying for sinners repentant like us.

So open the door of your heart, let him in
– the Saviour, your Maker, the almighty King.
There’s room in his arms now to shelter and shield
and feed with the nourishing truth he’s revealed.

Tune: 11 11 11 11 eg ‘Away in a manger’, or Houghton

“The Fool says … ‘There is no God’”

“The fool says in his heart,
‘There is no God’”.*
He cannot know, but must
boldy discard
the thought of something greater
than what we see, all matter.
A God would intervene, he says,
at once to make things better.

So two things he neglects –
how life began,
and what a God would do
with sinful man:
If he make all work perfectly,
with no more germs or tragedy,
would we all live harmoniously
and kindly neighbours, brothers, be?

Or should he (as he says)
some trouble leave and offer help and hope
awhile – his help and hope
we can receive –
while showing how we need to be
all changed so fundamentally,
forgiven, before he come and cleanse
all germs and sin out thorougly. *Psalm 14:1; 53:1

Much more startling…

The shepherds saw a startling sight,
but the sight they went to see
– the little baby born that night
they realised now was he
who had a glorious past
and a future which would last and last … !
Awesome the angels in the night;
far greater awe when Christ they saw.

Those men with riches travelled far
to worship this new King;
they knew the meaning of the star
and came to worship him.
So humble now was he
but soon his glory all will see.
Awesome their wealth, and journey long;
they worship, bow to Jesus now!

Distracting gifts, and glitzy noise
– you may this mystery miss:
his lifting gift, taste bliss –
not just a pretty story
but tells us of the door to glory!
Awesome to know this God-child will
suffer, redemption to fulfil.