No Longer Theory

The infinite God: I always picture myself standing amidst a void with arms outstretched and pressing myself against an enormous surface albeit less impressively than Atlas. The horizons of God would stretch in every direction until the edges would begin to taper into that familiar roundedness of a sphere — assuming one zoomed out far enough. This is likely due to the earth being my largest understandable point of reference. (I admit that I can only barely grasp the size of stars and other cosmic phenomena theoretically.)

But like every question unsettled, the infinity of God continued to haunt me. So I returned again and again seeking to subdue the anomaly — that One who describes himself as invisible, eternal, unbounded, uncontainable, dwelling in the inapproachable light. But as I sped across the rolling fields of eternity once more, the light of my folly came upon me with the suddenness of lightning. For what fool can bind the unbindable? Is it not He who bound me to myself? Can my hands create my own father and mother? Did I? Then I understood: I was pressing myself against the universe and God was the eternity I stood in.

But someone had already been here. How did I miss it? What was I doing if not subconsciously imitating our Lord and Savior when he stretched out his hands and pressed himself against the world with a longing that could only be realized in arms outstretched beyond capacity — nailed open upon a cross. O how he stretches and presses himself against us even now. Reach out to him! For we are always before him truly.

But as for me, may I never boast, except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world. (Galatians 6:14 BSB)

For I determined not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified. (1 Corinthians 2:2 NASB)

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Published by: Staring Cat

My name is Jun Sung Lee. I like music, history, Christianity, philosophy, and literature pertaining to these matters.

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