If there really is a God who always ever was, an uncreated One who created all things. And if there truly is His Son, this Jesus–the only Being who existed eons before He was ever born–a God-Man who’s always been around. Well, doesn’t that change everything?

I mean, if there really, truly, no-doubt is a God who spoke and sent the planets spinning and the stars blazing. A Great Architect who marked out the foundations of the earth, setting the sky firm in its place. This mountain-sculpting, ocean-carving God, who arranged this whole entire universe, I just can’t help but wonder if it doesn’t just change everything! If God is real, then this knowledge has to change me. And it does. It penetrates deep within.

Because you see, I stand here wondering if there is really anything else more important than finding out who He is and who I am in relation to Him. This believing holds me back from the hopeless sort of cynicism of Bertrand Russell, who before he died expressed, “There is darkness without, and when I die there will be darkness within. There is no splendor, no vastness anywhere, only triviality for a moment, and then nothing.”

On the contrary, believing in this light-forming God changes the way I see! This world becomes a mysteriously glorious place, filled with glimpses of Him! And this life becomes anything but trivial–it all matters. It matters deeply. Indeed, it changes everything. And I am most alive when I am most aware of Him.

Reflecting on these verses:

John 8:56-58; John 1:3; Colossians 1:16; Hebrews 1:2; Proverbs 8:22-31