Today Paul writes the highest sentences about Jesus in the New Testament: the image of the invisible God, firstborn over all creation, the One in whom all things hold together.

Read them slowly, then look at anything, a leaf, your hands, the morning. It holds together because of Him. Christology is not abstract. It is the physics under your day.

Judah traded glory for worthless idols, and heaven itself was told to shudder, because the exchange was not just immoral. It was insane, like selling the sun to buy a flashlight. Colossians shows the full inventory they discounted: the image of the invisible God, in whom everything from atoms to empires coheres.

Every idol trade since runs the same appraisal error, undervaluing Christ. The cure is not gritted teeth but restored sight. He is before all things. He holds all things. He holds you, right now, mid-sentence. People who see that stop shopping for substitutes.