Sometimes I find it frustrating how little the human mind is able to focus on at one time. Because the far-and-away most beautiful thing to ever exist is the absolute fullness of the gospel, the fullness of the biblical narrative, the fullness of God’s plan for the world all taken together as a perfectly intertwined whole. But there’s not enough time in our lifespans to preach that in its entirety! Here’s the most incredible part though: while we’ll never be able to fully grasp all of who God is and what the world is like and who we are, all of it—every detail that can be studied—boils down to one thing. And once we know that one thing, all the rest will fall into place.
That one thing is called the Word, and we know the Word by the name Jesus. But the story of his crucifixion is just the tip of the iceberg. The Word is the source and the purpose of all things. It was through him, first of all, that God created all things. The most basic building blocks of physics that organize the universe, such as gravity and energy and biotic life, are the pouring out of his glory. Then the human soul was fashioned with a deep, intricate beauty that reflects his beauty, and was designed to have all of its desires fulfilled perfectly in him. This Word, the foundation of all philosophy and physics and logic and life, is the Word that so loved the world that he became flesh and went to the cross, rose from the grave, and promised to return in glory soon! This Word has been God the King for eternity, from beginning to end, his light ever unfaltering!
It is no mere antiquated exaggeration to say that Jesus is always the answer. Not one part of our life should be treated as disconnected from our faith in Jesus. What’s my purpose? Why does all this matter? What should I do with my life? Is there any happiness in the world for me? All of the answers begin with Jesus. Look to Christ and be amazed. There is always room for more amazement. The eternal Word is greater and more foundational than our minds could ever comprehend. As the hymn The Love of God says, “could we with ink the ocean fill, and were the skies of parchment made, were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade; to write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry; nor could the scroll contain the whole, though stretched from sky to sky.”
