THE INTIMATE VIEW OF CREATION: Within the Tribute Excerpts from Bridgett Nesbits poem Before time had a name, there was a vast void — a holy emptiness — and the Creator searched within Himself for a people who would choose Him freely, guided not by force but by compass, by longing, by the pull of His own breath within them. Even God, in the mystery of His majesty, closed His eyes and imagined a place. Then He touched space and whispered, Let there be. Let there be light to challenge the great da