What I don’t know far outweighs what I know. As I begin, I do not fail to see the irony in a mere man reflecting on the Creator. It is my desire to pursue reflection with a conscious dose of humility.  Perhaps perspective comes through the advice of the aspiring whaler, young Ishmael, in Herman Melville’s novel, Moby Dick, when Ishmael attempts to extend grace to his new- found pagan harpooner, Queequeg. He reasons, “Heaven have mercy on us all—Presbyterians and Pagans alike—for we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending.”

Only God can be my mender.

The internet and the digital age smear into my face how much I don’t know every time I sit down at my key board. Knowledge is moving at the speed of light and I am left in the dust while only catching a glimpse of its taillight glow.

Though my knowledge meter on any subject—and especially on God—will never read, “full tank,” I hope my wisdom meter is increasing as I age. Therefore, in full acceptance of my finite limitation, here I am reflecting on God. Sure—it is audacious of me. At the same time, I trust I am doing so in humility.

Humankind is the only inhabitant of planet earth with the brain capacity and the wiring capable of God reflection. I happen to believe it was God himself who instilled that ability inside our brain. I believe God created a void in our spirit that only He can fill.

It’s not that I want to know more about Him—I want to be more like Him.

If God indeed created us in His very image as He claims, then perhaps it is not audacious at all to want to reflect upon His essence.

In fact, that might be the most profitable time I can spend.

What are your reflections? Stay tuned.