Creation - A Permanent State of Rest

In the beginning God created…And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good…Genesis 1:1 & 31

Look around at the world God created. The sun the rises and sets every day…the hills that never wander from their place… the rivers that never forget their course… the birds that sing every morning without missing a note.

Have you noticed that nature doesn’t argue with itself?

The trees don’t try to be rivers. The clouds don’t try to shine like the sun. The ocean doesn’t apologize for being deep. Every part of creation just does what it was made to do. That’s not just harmony, that’s divine alignment. That’s what rest looks like.

God didn’t just create nature; He set laws in motion to keep it. Gravity doesn’t take a day off. Seasons arrive right on time. The stars don’t hold committee meetings before shining. No, they simply obey. They rest in what they were created to be.

And you know what? If one small part of that system were to stop functioning—just one seemingly insignificant part, the whole ecosystem could begin to unravel. That’s how interconnected everything is.

Let’s look at the bee for a moment. That little buzzing guy might seem insignificant, but it’s responsible for a staggering amount of global food production. Through its simple act of pollinating, the bee keeps crops growing and ecosystems flourishing.

But here’s the thing: as far as I know, the bee doesn’t try to be a cow. It doesn’t waste its short life questioning its identity. It doesn’t argue with God about what it was made for. No, the bee just is… and in doing what it was designed to do, it brings life to the world and glory to God.

The Great Bee Revolt of 2000 and something - When Bees Become Cows

Let’s imagine for a moment, just entertain the thought, that 50% of the bees around the world woke up tomorrow morning and said, “You know what? I’m done. I don’t like this buzzing around business anymore. I'm tired of flying from flower to flower, getting pollen in my legs, dodging raindrops, dropping dead after I accidently sting someone, being treated like a pest and people trying to swat us…. this bee life sucks.

The bees start thinking, “hmmmm, Cows… now they got it good. They get fed, they lie down all day, and in some countries, they are treated like royalty. That’s what I want. I want to be a cow.”

So, they hang up their wings, pack their stingers, and head for the paddocks.

Now imagine that…I wonder how that would go. There might be some issues arise, not just for the bees and the cows, but for a whole range of other areas.

But the bee is so small and seemingly insignificant, what does it matter if a few of them decide to do something else? Bees are what scientists call a keystone species. Remove them, and the whole structure starts collapsing. It appears the knock-on effect would be catastrophic. Birds, insects, and mammals that rely on bee-pollinated plants (directly or indirectly) would decline, creating a chain reaction through ecosystems. About 80–90% of wild flowering plants rely on insect pollination, mostly bees. Massive economic loses as the global economic value of bees’ pollination work is estimated at hundreds of billions of dollars annually. A sudden 50% loss would wipe out a huge portion of that overnight and likely cause a food security crisis. I think you’re getting my point.

Meanwhile, in the field…there’s this awkward line of tiny, confused bees mooing at cows, trying to eat grass, lining up to be milked and getting trampled! And there’s a whole heap of very confused cows. The real cows glance sideways at the bees, patient and gentle, as if to say, “Well… bless their hearts, at least they’re trying.” They don’t kick up a fuss, don’t shove them out, don’t call attention to the silliness. They just carry on, graciously allowing the bees to pretend. But deep down, every cow knows: this isn’t natural, and it’s not how things are meant to be. Bees are wonderful — but bees were never made to be cows.

I don’t want to make light of the bees who long to be cows. I know that for many, it’s not funny at all, it’s a very real, day-to-day struggle. To wake up each morning, carrying the weight of wishing you were something or someone else, of feeling out of place in your own skin, must be exhausting.

But here’s what I also believe: God didn’t make mistakes when He formed the bees. He crafted them with purpose…to fly, to pollinate, to dance across flowers, to bring sweetness into the world. He knows each bee by name, knows their wingspan, knows the beat of their tiny hearts. And in His wisdom, He chose bee, not cow.

Trusting that God got it right isn’t always easy when our desires tug in another direction. But the same hands that painted the stripes on the bee are the hands that hold them close, personally and intimately. By the way, do you God knows the very number of hairs on your head! (Luke 12:7), and if those hands could design galaxies, they can also be trusted with the mystery of who we are.

God created nature and along with it, laws to keep it in order.  Nature doesn’t fight against those laws, and its individual components do not fight against their identity and roles for which they were purposely created.  The things of nature simply go about being what they were created to be. 

Nature simply rests in Gods design and purpose for it. 

Nature is fragile…so fragile that should one seemingly insignificant element (like a bee) change what its role or function is, then it would very quickly destabilize or destroy whole ecosystems which would then eventually destroy the whole environment. 

That small seemingly insignificant bee has an identity created by Jesus and fulfills its purpose.  I wonder, what would a bee do if it didn’t do what a bee is designed to do?  It can’t really do anything else! It only has very short lifespan to do what it is designed to do.   The bee doesn’t waste its short life questioning its existence or that of its Creator.  It certainly doesn’t argue against the blatantly obvious fact it’s a bee, nor does it suffer from a lack of direction or purpose.  You might say that the bee is simply resting in the hands of its Creator and all that goes along with that.