Why life? Can it really be that all we are is the product of an evolutionary cesspool? Are we nothing more than animals? Is the purpose of life really nothing more than eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow we die? Do wealth and fame really bring happiness? Is there more to life than pain, sorrow, and suffering sun spotted with a little joy? Is the little joy all we live for? So what?
Try as I might, I can find no meaning in life itself. Science only leads me back to the cesspool. Philosophy only leads me back to emptiness. Psychology only leads me back to hedonism.
The answer must come from a higher source, a higher power. What if there was a power which has proven itself greater than my pain, sorrow, and suffering? What if there was a power which has overcome death itself? Would I listen to such a power? Would I let such a power have contol in my life? Could such a power, by overpowering death, give meaning to life?
The answer must be a fearless, Yes! There is a power, a being, who by resurrection from the dead, has proven Himself greater than death. He exposes my pain and sorrow and suffering. He exposes the meaninglessness of my life. He judges my evil desires, intents, and actions.
He also provides the solution to my problem. He offered Himself, because of a love that I don't pretend to understand, and took the punishment for my evil. The fine I must pay for my evil is the brokeness and meaninglessness of this life. It is death. In His death, though, He took the punishment for me. Then He rose from that death in proof of His power to give true meaning to life.
For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life.