Christ the Creator

The question which has divided history for the last 2,000 years is: Who is Jesus Christ? Some call Him a good teacher, or a religious guide for morality. Some say He was a fanatic or a fairy tale. Others  decide He is better off shoved into a corner. However, as much as they want, they can’t get rid of Him. He keeps cropping up. He is pursuing them, like the “Hound of Heaven” in Francis Thompson’s unique metaphor.  

In His own words, Jesus proclaimed in the Gospel of John, “Before Abraham was, I AM.”  Before quoting Jesus, John also states, “In the beginning was the Word (Jesus) and the Word was with God and the Word was God.” Jesus is God. Therefore He is the energy and force holding our world together.  He won’t go away. He is the unseen One, colliding with our efforts to do it on our own. How can we look at the Milky Way and say it just ‘appeared’ one day? Did the great white whale materialize from particles? Can an intelligent mind believe that the eagle’s instinct to feed her young and guard her next merely evolved? Nature herself appeals to the sense of “creation”, as in someone starting the work. Our very bodies point to something beyond ourselves. The fact that our breathing happens through two holes in the middles of our face should stagger us. The body is intricately woven together, more skillfully than the loveliest tapestry.  In Psalm 139, David marvels at the body, knitted together in our mother’s womb.

This is why we can’t shove Jesus into a corner. He won’t be shoved. He is everywhere. In everything. “In Him we live and move and have our being,” Paul wrote in the book of Acts. Try as we might, we can’t deny the evidences of His work.

                If there is no creator, then we are wadding in an identity crisis, worse than a hacker stealing our social security number, credit card, and bank account. We have been left to grapple with the vastness and broadness of the universe without a guide. It’s as if a mother takes her 2 year old son to her broken car, places him on the hood, and says, “The car won’t run. I need you to take it apart and put it back together, and explain to me everything you are doing.” We think this is incredulous, yet we still often struggle to decipher the universe’s meaning on our own.  We miss the piece of Jesus.

In C.S. Lewis’ book, “The Magician’s Nephew”, a beautiful scene occurs when Diggory and Polly accidentally fall into the dark world of Narnia. They hear singing—a deep, melodious sound that echoes across the darkness. The single voice is soon joined by a chorus of voices—joining in the song that creates a new world from nothing.

Paul speaks of this creation song in the book of Romans. He says, “We know that the whole creation has been moaning together in the pains of labor until now…and not only the creation, but we ourselves too, who have and enjoy the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait for the redemption of our bodies and the grace, which will reveal our adoption.” The world and the universe and our own selves groan for the veracity of Someone who can put all things in order. “Under his feet,” as Paul later wrote. Someone who can reconcile this whole messy and make it beautiful. Jesus does that. He fills in the gaps of our puzzling world.

The crowds who came to Jesus recognized the fact that He was conveying a message that filled the gap. Jesus touched lame legs, blind eyes, and even dead skin. The Creator regenerated His creation. This was a sign of things to come.

Jesus brings new life in the soul, the spirit, and someday, the body. Somebody, in a new heaven and a new earth, He will bring all things together in a unified time of peace for all people. No one will deny Him then.  They will be too busy singing a new song.  

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