Through trial and affliction, it never fades, even in death. When the stories end, we can’t help but believe that they go on. How do the masterminds behind these legendary stories do this?
Romans 1:20a "For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead…"
The nature of a man is rooted in hatred and ultimate destruction of all things, but there is a voice inside of every man that whispers, “There is more.” It says, “Weakness is fleeting…I am eternal.” It calls to every man. That voice, silently pleading with our subconscious, is what creates our thirst for the theoretical creation of everlasting love—love that cannot be conquered by death or destruction—love that bears the thorns of life with stunning strength. So then, what is this voice? Why does it want me to search for love? It is love.
The opportunity for love is naturally inbred in humankind. Deep inside, we all want Love, and Love wants us. The nature of true love says that it cannot be vanquished, but the foolishness of the man’s mind says that he will never be overcome. And so a constant fight of perfection and defect emerges from the fog of innocence. According to the laws of man, love forms a symbiotic circle with peace, so why is Love fighting?
Love is fighting for our hearts to be free. It is not fighting for itself, it is fighting for the object of its deepest affection—the soul in which it speaks and will one day reside if it would only free itself from the clutches of self-preservation. This war is not the antithesis of love, but rather the result of it. Searching ourselves for purpose is futile….until we have committed ourselves to believe in the Voice of Love. The call comes from the very first example to man of everlasting love in the midst of tragedy.
You see, we do not birth love—Love, birthed us. Every man is a creation of the Origin of Love—the Creator, God. When He created us, we were in His image—made sinless. All we felt for our Father was Love…but we fell. Humanity took over our minds at the tempting offer of a serpent. We lusted after power to be like God. In this deception, the nectar of the sweetest fruit brought the means by which we would no longer be sinless. And so Hatred was born.
Still, Love lives on. He lives a thousand times more vividly then Hatred ever shall. Every man can still love Whom he was meant to love. How is this possible when we have succumbed to the darkest sin of betrayal? No one could possibly forgive us for an act so careless and destructive…but God “sent His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” (John 3:16) Because of the Being that is Love at the core, we have the ultimate atonement for every human defect. Love has provided a way to become one with Him
24 “Father, I desire that they also whom You gave Me may be with Me where I am, that they may behold My glory which You have given Me; for You loved Me before the foundation of the world. 25 O righteous Father! The world has not known You, but I have known You; and these have known that You sent Me. 26 And I have declared to them Your name, and will declare it, that the love with which You loved Me may be in them, and I in them.”
Jesus Christ, the Son of God, died for the sole purpose of the continued life of Love. In His death, Love lived on in the souls that would accept it.
Three days later, when the stone of Jesus’ tomb was rolled away and He rose from the grave, He knew that He had fulfilled the act that would give us, His children, the opportunity to spend eternity in paradise with Him. This was His passionate desire. (John 17:24).
Mankind longs for the idea of victory in death—a hypothetical result of some virtue that we desire. God has given the means by which our death can be victorious. Truthfully, death brings us more life than does life itself. When we’ve taken the gift of Love, our death marks the continuation of Love—the perfection of a love which cannot be satisfied until we are united with the One who presented such love to us.
Imagine a story with a love even more potent than that portrayed in those beautiful stories—now imagine if the story didn’t end with death and tragedy. With Christ, the story begins after the pages end—the eternal is now. There is no tragic ending, because death is the beginning of perfected life.