Designed to design

I can’t help it, for one big reason.

Humans were made in the image of our Creator.

Throughout my time in undergraduate studies, the truths that remained prominent to me were varied and cohesive: that as men and women, our placement in time has been mandated by the Lord for His purposes and ultimate glory; that as Christians, we are called to spur each other on in this joyous task; that in being named children, there is dignity in reliance on our Father. No truth remained so essential to me as this: that human beings were made in the image of our Creator.

As basic as the notion seems, the premise to be expounded from this assertion is significant. If we as humans were made in the image of the God who created us — if God, the divine creator and designer of our world, has made His image an inherent part of our being — then we are at some level inherently creative.

God, who spoke the world into motion with all of its beauty and marvels, has created vast systems of life and death that harken to their purpose with precision and flawless function. There is splendor among order, there is brilliance among utility. Our Lord is both the Creator and the Ruler of the universe. As its Creator, He has called new life into existence ex nihilo; as its Ruler, He has given it a structure that defines natural pattern. Across the landscape of creation, He has paired excellent form with perfect function. That premise is what good design articulates. We as humans have been made in the image of the Creator and Ruler.

That is why I love design.