Chaos… it seems to come from every direction of life: culture, economy, weather, evil. It collides with our day-to-day too—our workplaces, highways, schools, even our homes. And if we’re honest, it presses in on our thoughts: questions about purpose, worries about the future, doubts that spiral into anxiety. Chaos feels pervasive everywhere we look. When will it stop? As I was reading Genesis 1, I noticed something right away: “The earth was completely chaos, and darkness covered the face of the deep…” (NRSVUE). That phrase grabbed me. But as I studied further, hope began to surface. Because while chaos was present, it wasn’t permanent. It wasn’t menacing. It simply meant God’s creative work hadn’t begun yet. And there, right in the middle of the chaos, ruakh—God’s breath, His Spirit—was hovering. Not passively, but like an electric charge, full of expectant energy. One commentary describes it as fluttering, vibrating, actively moving over the waters, ready to bring order out of chaos. The same word appears in Deuteronomy 32:10–11, where Moses describes God watching over “the apple of His eye.” That’s you. That’s me. Just as an eagle hovers and flutters over its young to guard and protect, God hovers over His