I can count on my fingers the times I’ve flown in a plane. I’ve always considered traveling in one a privilege, if not a luxury. That’s why I always cherish the moments when I am on the “top” of the world. I always love day flights, especially when I am sitting in the window seat. Clear skies and a sunny day gives me the vantage point of beholding the whole scenery below us. With a phone in hand and a map app running, I love pinpointing locations and landmarks seen on the map in real-time, knowing the exact places where we are flying overhead. I love comparing the map to the real thing: rivers carving their way from the hills to the plains and into the sea, the white coastlines outlining the land, and mysterious-looking islands. I enjoy looking at how roads snake through forested hills, a testament of humanity’s ingenuity; and townhouses and city buildings all neatly arranged like an abstract painting on a blue and green canvas, which points me to the fact that we all live down there and not up here. My first plane ride was the first taste of grandeur. It has always been like that since. There is a significant difference between looking at places on the map and actually watching it in real-time.
Making sense of the circumstances in life all depends on the vantage point, at least a good view of the whole thing, if not the best view one can afford. When I was in my teenage years, I thought that I can make sense of all that is happening within and around me. I’m a wide reader since the first time I was able to read. I would readily jump a history book, an encyclopedia or any science book. I love science fiction, technology stuff, and discovering how things work. I bragged about things I know that others don’t. But when it came to my personal struggles in life, I found myself stumped most of the time. There were always questions I cannot figure the answer out. Questions like: Does life even makes sense at all? If it does, what is the point of all these struggles and suffering? Is there fairness in life? Or is it only for those who can afford to sustain it? Must everyone live just to survive? It turned out that I haven’t figured all things out, at least not with the lenses I was wearing back then.
Not everything in life is worth figuring out. But if there is a need to make sense of any circumstance, most of the time, it helps when you search for a better vantage point. Generally, the best vantage point is from the above. When we look at our self-made maps, we usually miss a lot of things. Sometimes we just end up frustrated for not figuring it out. God’s view gives a clearer and grander picture that no other maps can top. Like being on a plane, seeing life in God’s perspective is more satisfying and awe-inspiring. We might not be able to see the whole view, but at least we are seeing the greater picture.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
Isaiah 55:9 NIV
There is no greater way how we can make sense of life in this world than seeing it through God’s word. At one point in my life, I thought that the meaning of life is what I want to mean it to be. I thought that life would make sense because I’ve got a hold on it. The time came when I lost all meaning to live. Truth, however, did not lose me. After being found in Jesus Christ and keeping in His word, I realized that life makes sense not because I hold it, but because Someone else holds it for me.
Over the next blog posts, we will explain why the Biblical worldview is the best vantage point to see the whole point of life and existence.