Words are my passion. I love the big ones, the little ones, the ambiguous ones and the vivid ones that translate abstract ideas into language we share with other humans. When Eliza Doolittle sings about being fed up with words in My Fair Lady, I cringe. I don’t think I could ever become disillusioned with words.
But my passion soars to higher spheres when dealing with certain words: words that flow from the mouth of God. So, it won’t surprise you to know how meaningful I find His choice of imagery to introduce us to our Savior: “In the beginning was the Word,”John tells us. “And the Word was with God and the Word was God” (John 1:1 HCSB). God chooses to reveal Himself to us through words.