I believe we were creatively designed. We were the work of a master artist, whose easel was His mind, whose paints were His words, and whose work was the universe. No artist in this lifetime could compare to Him. No inventor, scientist, or wise man could ever match his knowledge. No wealthy man could ever fathom the great riches He possesses. He makes the weak strong, the poor rich, and the sick well. Those who attempted to match His wisdom, his wealth, or his power have failed, and He has let their greed be their doom. He cannot be stopped nor handled, or comprehended nor deciphered. He was too immense for death to handle, yet He is miniscule enough to know us each personally. He loved his handiwork so much that he stepped down from his place of supreme power and holiness to live this treacherous life on Earth. He loved us so much that he was persecuted, beaten, broken, and insulted just to get to know us better. And He loved us so much that he died for everyone that was and is to come. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. He named every creature, plant, stone, and star in the sky. He is worthy of all praise, worship, and attention. He is the True Vine, and apart from him all things will fail. All things are done by Him and for Him. He was there in the beginning and before the beginning of our time. He loves us enough to open the Gates of Heaven to lowly men and women of all ethnicities, countries, races, and age if you accept Him as ruler of your life. He demands our best, but He accepts our worst and loves us anyway. He will never leave us nor will He ever forsake us. This man is the Christ, the Son of God, the Almighty Shepherd, the Ultimate Sacrifice, and in this Savior I believe.