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   Nov 07

My Creation Framework

In writing this I am going to assume that all of us who claim to be part of the church have grown with the view of Creation occuring as a miracle by God’s hand. A perfect world all in six days; all that, everything breathed into being. What a wonder, the detail, the vastness. I always loved the word, “Firmament” it’s spoken of in Gen 1, Psalm 19, Psalm 150, Eze 1 and 10, & Dan 12. As a kid I’d think that this Eze 1:22 says, “And the likeness of the firmament upon the heads of the living creature [was] as the colour of the terrible crystal, stretched forth over their heads above.” Wow! Isn’t that cool? Dictionary.com says that it’s the vault of heaven.

In an honors class seven years ago I heard a speaker when I was in collage who explained an idea that was new to me, the Framework Theory. Simply put, he said there’s a loop hole in the explanation of Creation. There could have been, must have been by the eye of science, an inmeasurable length of time (even a million years) in between figurative days. And Adam? That guy who I always believed to be the first man–the fellow who fell asleep only to wake finding that he had a rib magically removed and mega sized the warped into the shape of a woman who had life God breathed into her, talk about a wild dream–that guy was also figurative. Who could think such a thing?? Wild out of the sails to be sure! What a heart breaking perversion of the wonder of God’s making all things of nothing in the space of six days and all very good. God resting on the seventh day as an example of humankind requiring rest from all their labors. God doesn’t need sleep nor does he need time to carry out any plans. He speaks and it comes to be.
I want to shout from the highest peaks of God’s mountaintops that this whole idea is rubbish. Yet sadly, I really have no idea how long God chose this period of bringing the world to be to span. All that matters is that he did do it. I could believe this Framework interpretation to be real, but from where I stand now I can only see that as an erosion in my Biblical principles. It would be to bring God in a fashion like unto man. Man can create beautiful art work from his imagination, but it can’t take a moment. I write this, risking that some of you might embrace this philosophy and that someday I may be brought into it as well. I am human and thus, swayable by wind of doctrine. That’s in the Bible too.

Humanistic thought is everywhere, it’s not so much that it’s there it about whether I let it prevail in my heart. And from there I come to my title today.
I live in a framework, but not a hopeless one since God is there. Every Monday is an eternity, coming back as strongly as ever before. I’m working the same day as far as the eye sees like some irony of fate. Heaps of laundry, struggles to manage my children’s annoying Monday specific behaviors, and then there’s the coffee beans that for no explanable reason just wont wipe off the counter. Just when I feel that I’ve beat Monday, the hour is midnight and I realize once again that I haven’t accomplished anything beyond survival. Once again Monday will be back for me as far as my eye can see. Each day of the week is wrought with stresses and struggles, but nothing like Monday. You may feel that too, with or without children. Monday is an eternity, and needs Tuesday to pick up the pieces. It’s framework, right. Timeless framework.

Babies are beautiful, and brought into the world with pain (that’s in the Bible too), weeds grow in the garden, and mess is everywhere. Babies cause sleepless nights, and toddlers need be poppy trained, preschools challenge their parents and as I understand, unique to age battles continue. But it’s worth it, and supposedly the time goes by as if it were a blink in retrospect. In the meanwhile, the space of that blink that feels eternity sometimes, I do wake up each day, ready and happy to take it on. Because I know that God wont give me anything that he doesn’t provide me the tools to handle. I am armed with that hope and it’s carried on in my day month after month. There’s nothing to fear or doubt. Besides, my kids are pretty darn cute, even when they’re disobedient.

Isn’t it an amazing wonder how God has set out my framework. Discipline a child in the way that he should go. A child raised properly will stand up in the gates and praise his mother. Pretty motivational.

It’s time now to begin Sunday. The morning that my kids anticipate for the Sunday School but not for the 45 minutes of sitting still. Koen still goes to nursery but the others have to sit on their bottoms and face forward, what a chore. Poor babes. After they’re tired. And so it goes.

It’s my creation, my reality and how blessed I am to have it. The laws of God, the forgiveness of God and by his grace, a piece (no matter how small) of his strength.

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One Comment

  1. tammy says:

    i hear you on mondays. i am not a fan either.

    shawn and i are reading a book together called hints on child training, by trumble. he has a whole chapter on how to teach children to delight in the Lord’s day. really, really super. not about no, no, no, but about the blessings of what we GET to do. i thought it was really helpful, the whole book is really. its easy to read, and small.

    thanks for the post. the bible seems clear, “in the morning, and the evening..” was such and such a day. then ya, we have the sabbath day, not sabbath millenia. we just need to believe what God says. his wisdom is higher than ours. he made adam to appear old (mature), even though he was just made. any testing of his tissues in a lab in eden would have shown that he was fully mature, just like the rest of creation.

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