A baby will come into our family this December. The ultrasound images of our little one give us shadowy glimpses so life-like that our arms ache to understand why we can’t hold him/her. On the screen we have seen ten perfect fingers at the end of two flailing arms. Two little feet– every bit as active as the hands– each have five nubby toes. But we are most captivated by the wee little face.
We have seen the baby!
When God was knitting our kids together in my womb, ultrasounds were expensive and not routine. We spent nine months wondering if the baby was OK, whether we would have a boy or a girl, and who he/she looked like. By a miracle of technology, this week we got to see our first grandbaby swimming and wiggling via ultrasonic waves.
An ultrasound image is created from sound waves pitched too high for our ears to hear traveling in two directions– toward the baby, then bouncing off and returning back. Ultrasonic waves are exactly the same as those within our hearing range, just pitched much higher. As the sound returns to the ultrasound device, the sound waves are translated into an image by an computer interface. We are seeing sound.
Creator God spoke. “Let there be light,” and there was light. “Let there be sky, and water, and dry ground. Let there be plants, and day and night, and moon and stars. Let there be creatures in the deep, and birds in the air, and animals on the land. And let us make mankind in our image.” And it was so, and God saw that it was good.
Sound translated not just into an image, but into physical reality.
Sound translated into spiritual reality and relationship.
Hi words wash over us and are reflected back to Him. All He sees is the blood of His Son.
The ultimate ultrasound.
READY FOR SUNDAY
That God sees me through the blood of Jesus which has fundamentally changed my nature, grabs my soul… and my knees collapse under me in utter amazement and profound thanksgiving. This single truth causes me to worship Him (without having to think of any of the myriad of reasons).
Today, as I was looking at the ultrasound image of our grandbaby above, I imagined the ultrasound waves going between this little one and his/her Creator as the knitting continues every minute of every day until the time for birth is right. Then I thought of us, His followers, and imagined more sounds waves coursing through the air – “I created you and love you with an everlasting love” – “My Lord and My God” – “I see you, perfect and righteous, completely cleansed, new, and beautiful” – “There is no one like you, perfect in love and beauty” – Back and forth, God speaking from His Word, and each one of us answering in worship.
On Sundays it may be easier to hear what has been happening all week.
Bonus Question: If an ultrasound device emits a sound in a forest and no one with a receiver is around to hear it, does it make a sound? (Sorry… I couldn’t resist!)