Why there is something instead of nothing?

The following excerpt from “Water to Wine” by Brian Zahnd gives a view on why there is something instead of nothing. I love the description of creation that each and everything is an expression of God’s love, God’s love in physical form for us to see and feel and take delight in. We cannot see God but we can see the expression of his love through his creation around us.

“The great monotheistic faiths have always answered the question of why there is something instead of nothing in the same way, the only way it can be answered: GOD. “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth” (Genesis 1:1). But why? Why did God bother? Why did God create? Why did God say, “Let there be”? The mystics have always given the same answer — because God is love, love seeking expression. From what the Cappadocian Fathers called the perichoresis — the eternal dance that is Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, there burst forth an explosion of love. Some call it the Big Bang. Some call it Genesis. If you like we can call it the genesis of love as light and all that is. What is light? God’s love in the form of photons. What is water? A liquid expression of God’s love. What is a mountain? God’s love in granite, so much older than human sorrow. What is a tree? God’s love growing up from the ground. What is a bull moose? God’s love sporting spectacular antlers. What is a whale? Fifty tons of God’s love swimming in the ocean. As we learn to look at creation as goodness flowing from God’s own love, we begin to see the sacredness of all things, or as Dostoevsky and Dylan said, in every grain of sand. All of creation is a gift — a gift flowing from the self-giving love of God.

Why are there light and oceans and trees and moose and whales and every grain of sand? Because God is love — love that seeks expression in self-giving creativity. Unless we understand this we will misunderstand everything, and in our misunderstanding we will harm creation, including our fellow image-bearing sisters and brothers. Existence only makes sense when it is seen through the lens of love. At the beginning of time there is love. At the bottom of the universe there is love. Admittedly freedom allows for other things too — from cancer cells to atomic bombs — but at the bottom of the universe it’s love all the way down. Cancer cells and atomic bombs will not have the final word. At the end of all things there is love. When the last star burns out, God’s love will be there for whatever comes after. In the end it all adds up to love. So when calculating the meaning of life, if it doesn’t add up to love, go back and recalculate, because you’ve made a serious mistake. Love alone gives meaning to our fleeting fourscore sojourn.” – https://brianzahnd.com/2020/03/why-did-god-create-the-world

Brian Chapman Memorial Ride – 600km Audax

  • 600 Kilometers
  • Over 6800m climbing
  • 40 hour time limit
  • Wales End to End

I set off from Chepstow along with 150 other riders at 6am on Saturday 18th May, with 600km of road in front of me. There were three mandatory control points to visit on the way up to Menai, the most northerly point on the ride and these involved cycling through some of the best scenery that Wales has to offer including a climb over the Pen-Y-Pas which is part way up Snowden, Wales’ highest mountain. I completed the 290km to Menai in 15 hours (including stops) arriving at approx, 9pm. After some food and an hours rest it was back on the bike and heading back to Dolgellau for a couple of hours sleep and then back on to Chepstow where I arrived some 35 1/2 hours after leaving. That is my second time doing this ride and it could be a while before I do it again.

My full ride details are at https://ridewithgps.com/trips/34897077

The Sights and Sounds of BCM 2019
The Route
Final Stats. for the ride

Back on the Bike

20180505_180548Well, it’s been a while since I broke my collar bone in June last year, It’s all gone wrong! and it has been a long journey getting back on the bike again with any sort of consistency. Initially it was just over 3 months before my first post accident ride, then after a few weeks I suffered a bad chest infection, we had several spells of bad weather  plus a couple of minor injuries which all meant I was never able to build up any level of consistency with my riding. I manged (barely) a 200km Audax in January in very cold weather and then another one at the end of March, again these were punctuated by periods of time off of the bike. I was off the bike again for another 3 weeks following the March 200km ride with a really sore knee, only to find that I had set my cleats up wrong when I replaced them.

I had had a 400km (250mile) Audax  scheduled for early May and was seriously worried about my ability to start the event, let alone finish it, however, once I had reset my cleats and done 2 or 3 short training rides I felt much better and decided to go for it.

The ride started at 6am on Saturday 5th May with approximately 119 cyclists starting off. The ride started off relatively flat but then we hit the hills of the Cotswolds, nothing major but a constant ride of up then down then up then down and so on, this was a repeated pattern throughout the ride and I soon realised that what I lacked more than anything was climbing strength and stamina. This was  soonScreenshot_20180504-142941_Ride with GPS evidenced by my lack of speed going up hill and having to get off and walk on two steep sections which I would have normally expected to be able to ride up.

I finished the ride 23 hours later at 05:00 on Sunday morning tired bit overall I was satisfied with my effort over the distance (400km/250miles), however I was well aware that I needed to get more hill training done in readiness for future rides.

StravaStats

It’s all gone wrong!

11th June, 8am out on the bike for a quick hour or two before the day gets going and I run into the back of a van, don’t ask me how cos I do not know. The sudden impact sends me over the handlebars onto the tarmac, breaking my collar bone and damaging ligments and hamstring in my right leg. It’s now early September and I am only just getting back onto the bike as the leg has taken so long to heal. I missed the London-Edinburgh-London (1400km) ride at the end of July and I have missed most of the good summer weather and long light nights. I was gutted (to say the least), but am getting over it and looking to set myself some new goals for the next 12 months. The first goal though is to get back to the long distances as soon as possible with the aim of riding my next 200km Audax in October. I have started to recover my fitness on a turbo in the back yard and expect to be back out on the road within the next week or so.

Of course the bike needs a rebuild as well with a new wheelset and shifters required, thank goodness for insurance covering accidental damage.

 

The Prodigal Son – A fresh view

I was awake at 4am a few mornings back, I had been tossing and turning and could not get back to sleep. I picked up my Kindle to continue reading Brian Zahnd’s latest book, “Sinners in the Hands of a Loving God” of which I am still in the early stages of.. Brian in one of the early chapters refers to the parable of the Prodigal Son in order to illustrate a point about the nature of a loving God. As I read the chpater I came to see the story of the Prodiogal Son in a completely new light.

I saw that the son was never actually lost, he had always been the son of his father, he was still the son of his father while he was away from home and he continued to be so when he came back home. His relationship (or sonship) with his father never changed while he was up to his neck in Pigs**t, just his view or perception of it. His father never stopped loving him, it was the son’s view of his fathers love that changed while he was away. He didn’t need to come crawling back to his father pleading forgiveness, his father welcomed him back with open and loving arms and he put the ring and cloak on his son to re-affirm his sonship.

So what I understood is that when the Prodigal Son went his own way, or when we go our own way in this life and do out own thing, no matter what pigs**t we end up in, it is not God’s love for us which changes nor his view of us, nor out relationship with him, it is our view of God that changes, we think how can he love us and we seperate ourselves from God in our own minds. It is not God’s mind about us which needs to be changed but our mind about God!