That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched—this we proclaim concerning the Word of life. 1 John 1

Jesus is “the Word of Life.”  What does that mean?  That Jesus gives life I know, but what about Word?  What meaning does that have that is not just Creator?  Is it like we read in the opening verses of the Bible when God spoke and marvelous things happened as all things were created – we hear the resounding echo of “God spoke and it was…”  I believe so.

Everything in me is there because God spoke.  Likewise, the leaf of the maple tree in our back yard is there because God spoke and it continues to do what maple trees are supposed to do – because God spoke.   The moon and the sun shine on the earth, a result of God’s Word, his unshakable desire.  I grew in my mother, Trella’s womb, because of God’s overpowering Word.  I find it to be the warmest thought I can possibly think, “God spoke therefore I am.”  Can love be more intimate than that?  What about that as a miracle of God’s grace?  To believe and know I am the result of God’s Word, specifically regarding me, astounds me and humbles me beyond words..

As “the Word of Life,” he gives life.  He is the source of life.  There would be no life without our Father God. As I suck the truth out of that I am satisfied and loved. Join me in gasping at its reality  –  God in Christ is the living Word.  Because of that I am alive, writing these few lines of praise.