Lately, the sense and presence of wonder in our lives as humans has been on my mind. We love to share encounters in which we feel that lovely sense of awe. Standing at the brink of the Grand Canyon, watching the display of colors at daybreak, or sitting under the brilliance of starlight; despite the majority of us not having equipment or skill to fully capture the moment, we still try to do so. We, as humans, are wired to want to share these moments, these feelings. We want to share this joy that we feel so deeply with the world.
Is this not the same, if not more so, the way we Christians ought to relate to Christ Jesus? We have the witnessed the most glorious Beauty, been privy to the most marvelous Experience possible, but it doesn’t stop there. He isn’t just an experience or one time sense of wonder. He is glory in human flesh, God as man. Sure, we may be amateurs with our camera phones, but we can still try to share Him with the world. Our faith isn’t something to be kept secret, it is a relationship to be celebrated every minute of every day. We who once were dead have been made alive by Him, our Savior King. Is this not so much greater than the majesty of the grandest scenery? Is this not more stunning than the most beautiful sight? We do not serve a deaf idol of wood or clay or metal, but the very much alive Creator of the universe, everything bright and beautiful, creatures great and small, all things great and glorious.
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That’s something to share. So don’t be deterred by the fact that you’re not a pro with a degree in theology. Tell what you know. You were dead, but you have been made alive. Point people to the beauties of the Gospel of Jesus, the wonders of the Bible. Don’t keep it to yourself.
