Our Godlike Qualities: Imagination and Speech

And God said, “Let there be light.” And there was light. Genesis 1:3

Caleb squinted his eyes tight and groaned. “Ugh! I can’t imagine anything right now!” He complained. He sat cross-legged on the tan carpet, dressed in black shorts covered in the stuff seven-year-olds normally get into over the course of a day (dirt, food stains, sticky stuff from somewhere). His eyes opened in a scowl of frustration and connected with mine. They seemed to plead with me, “Can I please be done now?”

I had, a minute ago, asked him to sit down and imagine something, and then tell me what he saw. He seemed taken aback by this strange request and, to my surprise, appeared unable to do it. Strangely enough, the same task had proven difficult for my younger son Noah just a few minutes before.

I sat back in my chair somewhat confused, thinking. Aren’t children supposed to be good at imagination? I studied them for a while. In the silence, they had taken to talking about a video game character named Sonic (now a major motion picture!).

In the course of a minute, I watched in amazement as they proceeded to act out a make-believe scene between Sonic and one of his friends. They included super-powers, dialogue, and action in the scene. Not only that, but the emotions of the characters were clearly visible on their faces.

Imagination, in other words.

“Wait a second!” I stopped them. “You guys are doing it right now! You’re imagining!” They didn’t really get it.

I had discovered something. It isn’t that my children are bad at imagining. They, in fact, do it so naturally that it is basically their default state of existence. They are constantly imagining.

So, what was the problem when I asked them to imagine something and then tell me what it was?

Personally, I think one reason is that I was effectively asking fish to swim; birds to fly. When I asked them to imagine something and then tell me what it was, I had probably interrupted them doing that very activity naturally, on their own.

They apparently weren’t able to do the task because I had interrupted their default activity of imagination to ask them to do something: imagine. In other words, I had told them “Stop your imagination so that you can imagine something.”

ERROR: Logical contradiction detected.

That being said, I think something else is going on at the same time. I noticed that when they played, they acted out their imagination bodily, running around, gesturing wildly and shouting, with sound effects. That isn’t exactly what I wanted. I wanted them to simply tell me what they saw in their mind.

I think they had trouble doing that, not because the imagination muscle was weak, but because they imagine without words. They simply become what they imagine. They wear their creativity like a costume, putting it on and playing the role. They have not yet fully learned the skill of capturing imagination with words. Otherwise known as the skill of writing.

Writing allows us to capture a living, breathing imagination with words, save it on a page or a screen, and share it with someone – with everyone potentially. Words are the tools we use to touch the minds of those around us. We can create something in our minds, and then use our words to create that same thing in the minds of those who listen to us or read what we write.

In opening scene of the Bible, we read that God created the physical universe with words. He said, “Let there be light.” And suddenly, light appeared out of nowhere. But what did ‘light’ mean? The word ‘light’ is a name for the thing God was thinking about when He spoke the word. The word ‘light’ captured God’s imagination.

In fact, all of the words in the sentence did. “Let there be.” What does ‘be’ mean? What does ‘let’ mean? What does ‘there’ mean? Is God talking to someone? Is He instructing whoever it is to allow light to exist? Was there a prior discussion between God the speaker and another party about what the word ‘light’ meant in all its intricate details? Then, when the final decree came down to “Let the light be,” the one being spoken to knew exactly what was being said and carried it out. I wonder.

And what does it mean in Colossians 1:16 when it says of Jesus, “For by him [Jesus Christ] all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him.”?

If God’s words were the things through which He created, then how is it that Jesus is the one through whom God created all things?

The answer, it seems, is given by the Apostle John who speaks of the Messiah and calls Him ‘The Word.’ “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” John 1:1

Honestly, all of this is getting to be a bit beyond what I have fully thought through or could ever hope to fully comprehend (let alone adequately cover in this post). But the point is that our twin abilities to imagine and speak are intricately linked and are tied to the very nature of God and how He created the world.

Imagination is a kind of pre-creation. It is creation of a thing before it is. It is a creation that exists only in our minds. To prove it, try to imagine something that does not yet have words to describe it. It’s easy to do. I am doing it right now. I can’t tell you what it is because… well because then it would have words. This is for example what every novelist does before the novel is written.

Words are the vessels of creation. They bring what we have imagined into a new domain – the physical domain. When God speaks, reality changes as His imagination overwrites what exists. When we speak, mere children imitating our Heavenly Father, we can transmit our mind creations physically into the minds of others. And we can even change the fabric of our reality too, albeit on a smaller scale and over a longer timeframe, and with far more sweat, blood, and tears.

Don’t underestimate the power of your mind and the words you use. As someone far wiser than I said thousands of years ago, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.” – King Solomon, Proverbs 18:21

Getting to Know God

When we talk to each other, we talk about life. We tell stories and laugh at jokes. Sometimes, we cry at tragedies or get angry together about some injustice in the world.

A relationship where you are just always asking the other person for favors is not really ideal.

I like to read my Bible because it gives me stuff to talk to God about, other than just asking Him for favors.

I’m not saying we should not ask God for things, I mean He tells us to do that. I’m just saying there is more to talk to Him about than our problems.

For example, you could say, “God, remember that time when you saved Daniel from the lions?” And then just tell Him what you think about that.

I think prayer is a great way to know God better, because it is how we talk to Him. And talking is really the way we get to know anyone, right?

Read your Bible and listen to God. Pray, and talk to Him. Chat with him about rebellious Israel of old, about the adventures of Paul, about the amazing life of Jesus. Tell Him about your life, your concerns and worries, about your sins and mistakes. Ask Him to forgive you for those things, and He will. Tell Him how amazing you think He is. What about Him do you find truly amazing? Ask Him to help your friends and family and even, if you are brave, your enemies.

This kind of Bible-plus-prayer relationship isn’t some legalistic duty to perform. This is the heartbeat of the Christian’s spiritual life.

What boasting really says about you

Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit”— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.” As it is, you boast in your arrogance. All such boasting is evil. So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin. James 4:13-17

Are you setting goals, or are you making boasts?

Are you carefully planning your life in submission to God’s will, even if that means your plans do not come to pass? Or are you trying to be the ruler of your own life?

When we think about our future, we can fall into one of two camps. The first camp is the group of people who think their life is up to them. It is a very large group. They say things like:

“I will save up a certain amount of money over a period of time.”

Or, “I will get that job that I’ve been looking for if it’s the last thing I do!”

Some of them are more negative, but still fall into the same group. They think they have ruined their lives and no one can fix it for them. They say, “I will never be able to stop drinking.” Or, “I just can’t go on.”

The second camp is the group of people who know that their life is not up to them, ultimately. They know that it is a “mist” that is vanishing up to heaven, where the Lord sits gathering the mist. He is the King. He is the one who rules all of our lives.

Boasting (or not) is a serious thing, not because it is mildly annoying to other people, but because it reveals what kind of person you are. It proves which camp you are in, whether submitting to God or rebelling against Him.

Words

Sometimes, when I don’t want to write, I find it helpful to not really “think” at all, and to just sit with my eyes closed and type the words that come to my slow brain.

Do words come from somewhere? Where do they come from? What are they? Words are ideas or… they are containers of ideas. They are poor, hole filled containers for ideas that leak out like water from a leaky boat. And yet, they are the only containers we have. No that is not true. We have images. Images contain ideas. But they contain them the way banks contain money – guarded and locked away. You need special credentials to get the goods out of the vault. You need to have studied much art to be able to see the deeper meaning behind the artist’s work. But once you know what that meaning is, it is clear, beautiful, and complete. Words are not the same.

Words are messy, sloppy, and wonderfully accessible things, aren’t they? Watching someone, such as yourself, communicate with someone else is like watching children passing water back and forth with nothing to hold the water but their hands. Words leak out everywhere. They get on the skin, clothes and in faces. The ideas you start out with, like the water, slowly leak out in the act of passing them to the other. By the time your ideas reach the hearer, half of them were lost in transmission.

Sometimes, your life depends on the other person receiving the full amount of water you start out with. They must understand everything you intend to say, or you will die. Or your marriage will end. Or you won’t get that job. You squeeze your proverbial hands together tight, moving them slowly as you try to transfer the soul of your idea into the open palms of another. And, you hope, they are squeezing their hands just as tightly, just as focused on catching what you pass to them as you are of passing it.

Sometimes, communication is more like a water fight. You playfully toss handfuls at each other because it’s fun. And you don’t mean anything by the silly jabs and insults except to show that you care, and you are enjoying the moment with them.

Other times, like in great works of prose, poetry or fiction, the water of language is frozen into ice, and masterfully carved into an exquisite sculpture. Words, themselves, become the substance, the ice, the stone, the wood, the paint, which the artist uses to create something very much like an image. Not an image for the eye, but for the imagination.

Words are vibrant, lively, and richly relational. They are drama incarnate. Imagine how dull life would be if you could merely blink, and everyone would instantly know what you intended to communicate.

They are also well attuned to our flawed natures. How many times have you wished you had not said what you said, only to be happily surprised by the fact that your hearer did not actually understand what you meant by what you said? The capacity of language to be imperfect, can act as a grace to cover our imperfect thoughts. Just imagine what it would be like if you could merely blink and instantly know what everyone else is thinking. What a frightening world that would be.

Enjoy your words. Consider them. Know when you need to squeeze your hands tight, speak slowly, and carefully. And know when to not care so much and relax. Be grateful that others can’t read your mind. And that you can’t read theirs. And know when silence is needed.