We want to understand. We long for a way to explain everything. For the believer the answer is Jesus Christ. But the story doesn’t end there; that is where it begins—where we find him. We sit on his knee and look into his eyes. We see so much more than what we are—more than we can fathom. He sacrifices himself to protect us from his own holiness. We see him wounded. We change. We start this journey with the final answer, and in his nail pierced hand we dive into an ocean that would otherwise consume us. He is there to put the context with what we see. The unbelieving dive headlong into the same ocean, but they do not know him; the meaning of everything is different—they too change. By the same information one man grows closer to the one whose love he knows while another grows colder. What will we find, do you suppose, in the God particle? Will it be of pure substance? A singular particle? Will it be the answer that explains everything? Will it tell us not only how, but why? I could weep. Are we the subjects of a cold reality where the answer to everything is a particle? Never! Those who are seeking to find the answer to everything in a particle will find only more questions for the universe stretches in both extremes of scale. So far have we gone into the heavens, and galaxy beyond galaxy laughs at us. We, in the image of God himself, have not only missed God, we have not understood ourselves. Looking back at us from the mirror a god fades to pixels—the sum of many small parts. But the parts never resolve. The data go on forever, leading the unbeliever into frantic death and the believer into a peaceful eternity. Now, rightly answer, which one describes you? Has your faith weakened in the face of science? Have you forgotten who you are? Come back again. “Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in his wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of his glory and grace.”
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