According to the Levites, God stared down the formless void. I wonder if God thought to God’s self, “This will no longer do”? This “formless void” is seen as infinite potential for finite things. God saw into the face of darkness animated likeness-- something out of nothing. Yet, while observing, God was not motionless or idle. While he stared into potential his Spirit (a mighty rushing wind) swept over the face of the deep dark waters. By His very nature, God was tapping His toes, snapping His fingers, to His own beat, to His own song. Like the tapping of the baton, setting the pace, establishing the rhythm because He is about to speak. And so he utters the great prologue of recorded history. Silence is broken. Four words. Four syllables alter an immeasurable universe, “LET THERE BE LIGHT.” And so the song begins…