More John 1:1-5

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I wrote yesterday on this scripture and made the statement that “Jesus Christ is the embodiment of the intention and nature of God. He is God’s thought and spirit, His essence, made flesh.”

Tonight, whilst doing some lectio devina style prayer, my heart swooning and open, I thought of the cross in a different way. If Jesus is God’s nature and intention, it’s safe to say He represents God’s hopes and dreams. Continue reading

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John 1:1-5

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In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was with God. And the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through Him. And without Him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in Him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.  – John 1:1-5

I read this passage and I am overwhelmed with the beauty in it. I’m compelled to repeat it, over and over, until it is committed to memory.

The ‘Word’ is translated from the Greek as ‘logos’, in this case meaning the Divine Expression.  Logos signifies the ‘Word’ being the personal manifestation of God, not of a part of the divine nature, but of the whole deity. Jesus Christ is the embodiment of the intention and nature of God. He is God’s thought and spirit, His essence, made flesh. Hence, the many statements like these made by Christ: Continue reading

I Believe him.

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I believe Jesus is who he says he is. Until recently I’d never asked myself the question. I’d left the existence of Jesus in a nebulous place… Jesus: worshiped by Christians, distrusted and mocked by others, literary figure, has something to do with Christmas, one of many people/prophets/deities/works of fiction who wield religious influence. I never really got so far as the actuality of Jesus on the very few days I thought about it. Continue reading

Yes. You Are.

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I didn’t get to Christ because everything in life was A-OK. Facts are, I didn’t really know anything about how to live and I was desperate. Though I’d tried many things, I didn’t feel much joy or hope or peace.  I’d exhausted one version of myself after another after another. I was an intelligent, talented, warm person who, for reasons remaining in obscurity, couldn’t quite pull it together. Continue reading