I really love the beauty of this chapter, the beauty and goodness of creation. I love that our creation story is one of creating — abundant creation — and not one of warring siblings or war or fear.
“…while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters…”
God is. “I am” is one of His names. God is verb. God speaks and words turn into action, into creation.
It would be foolish to not realize the awful power of that. And the amazing power of that, that chose to create life. The grace of this generous powerful action.