John 1:1

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

At the first there was One Who spoke. He commanded, and – yes – it was so. He commanded that things animate and inanimate be given existence.

“Let them become.” And so they came into being. The Word of Command lived alongside the Rarest and Best, for the Word too was God Himself.

It is not possible for a powerful command to come without some great person giving it. Messengers and ambassadors, party secretaries and generals travel swiftly with the decrees of the Chairman or President. The letter, the email, the voice of authority is the very voice of the person who first spoke it.  It is as though they are the same.

John 1:2

He was in the beginning with God.

 Not only does the Word live in God’s presence; but, because He came down, there was a beginning.

John 1:3

All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made.

Just as the tractor’s wheels will not turn until the starting key is switched on, so the cycles of existence would not have turned unless they had first been commanded.

No gravity except by Him; no gelogical eras, no sequence of winter and summer, no soil formed from the rocks and by weather, no plant that grows from the seed, no birth of animate being, no consequence of sin; nothing whatever can either be or happen except by the ‘seed-cause’ of the Word.

John 1:4

In him was life, and the life was the life of men,

As the pure light of the rising sun chases away the dark shadows from the hills, turns the fields green and makes the waters sparkle, so Yeshu Mashiga ignites a light that never dies.

His light is the dawn of a new kind of day, the start of a new abundant life for mankind.

John 1:5

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

As the sun rises the many shadows cannot remain, but flee for hiding into the valleys and caves.

What an excellent sun! This sun does not set, but shines on and on. There is no evening darkness creeping back slowly from dark corners to take its brightness prisoner, but the world stays lit up in a flood of glorious light.

What of darkness meanwhile?  It can only make hide-aways in black robbers’ dens as it were, and finds no way to steal forth and overpower the good and true light.