So, I’m lying in bed trying to comprehend the sermon that I preached today. God, the Creator…sustainer…friend. All of creation: the lands, seas and stars, serve a purpose. They were all created for the Creator. Yet because we are made in His image, we get to conquer most of what God has created…or at least tamper with. Yet our purpose does not change, all of creation was and is made for it’s Creator. Why do we worship creation then? Why do we worship ourselves? Perhaps being made in Gods image creates a desire within us to be gods ourselves. Our perhaps, as conquerors, we feel the need to be equal with God. Well, there’s some late night thoughts for ya.