"He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities-all things were created through him and for him. And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together. And he is the head of the body, the church. He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent. For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross."
In the middle of this beautiful passage about our Glorious Jesus is a simple and profound promise that has rooted itself in my soul like no other words in the Bible.
"In Him all things hold together."
Isn't that incredible? Jesus is literally what keeps the world from falling apart. He was present and active in creation, and because of His death and resurrection, it is still His power that maintains all things. All things.
So I have found myself praying these words hundreds of times, as much to remind myself as to praise Him:
"You hold all things together."
When I burn the cinnamon toast.
When Jude won't nurse.
When my nerves are frayed and I'm going to lose it on the next little person who says mama.
When I'm not exactly sure why I'm crying.
When I think about how long it's been since I've slept all night.
When I cannot possibly hold everything myself, "You hold all things together."
When we're all piled on the girls' bed at the end of the day and I listen to my children pray.
When everyone is napping and I'm having afternoon coffee in the quiet.
When Brad somehow knows just when to hold my hand.
When God's Word speaks clearly to my heart.
When life is right and good and full of joy, "You hold all things together."