He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation;
God with flesh on, dressed in our clothes,
Walking, talking, weeping, laughing, eating, drinking, working, resting.
For in him and through him all things in heaven and on earth were created,
Things visible and invisible;
This physical world, the spiritual, emotional and psychological,
People, places, planets and personalities.
He himself is before all things, and in him all things hold together;
He is the divine bond, the mediator, the prince of peace, the architect,
Holding the universe, holding people, holding the future.
He is the head of the body, the church;
This ragged collection of believers, this dysfunctional family,
You and I, struggling to get along, holding his treasure in these stumbling bodies, these jars of clay.
He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead,
So that he might have first place in everything;
Crucified, dead and buried, the ultimate sacrifice,
Resurrected and breathing new life into his followers.
For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell;
The compassion, the beauty, the strength, the creativity and good humour,
He is the foundation and the finish, everything that was and will be.
And through him God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things,
Whether on earth or in heaven;
The cosmos and the countries, the universe and the individual, the people and the planets,
Reconciled to himself by the peace made through the blood of the cross of Christ.