Genius without wisdom is like a plane without wings; it will navigate the runway but it will never know the sky.

To declare myself as a genius immediately evidences that I am not.

Eons ago, the creative genius of God foresaw that it would take the shattered pieces of my ‘yesterday’ to construct the sturdy portal to my ‘tomorrow.

Happenstance is the myth of the simple mind, for it is the deliberate genius of God that what appears entirely disjointed always reveals itself to be stunningly seamless. And it is in reflecting on such stunning ingenuity that our faith becomes seamless.

Of course the miraculous resides in the mundane, for the genius of the mundane is that it is never filled with any of itself. And because it is not, it has ample space to house something as miraculous as the miraculous.

Easter is a marvelous affirmation of the genius of our design, but it is likewise the blunt acknowledgement that left to its own devices, the genius of our design will result in the destruction of our lives.