It was a rich, gloriously hopeful secret.
For generations, God had been hinting at it, whispering through the prophets, leaving traces of something astonishing to come. And then, by Paul’s time, God had let the cat out of the bag.
But it was so much more unfathomable than a cat out of a bag.
It was Jesus.
And it was—and is—Jesus in us. Who’da thunk it?
Paul put it this way: “…the mystery hidden for ages and generations but now revealed to his saints.
To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:26-27)
It is light-years beyond my comprehension that God Himself would choose to dwell in vessels like you and me. Not just near us. Not just around us. In us. This mystery is not some abstract theological idea—it is our daily reality. Christ in us. His presence changes everything. It means we are never alone, never abandoned. It means hope is not a vague wish, but a living certainty. It means glory—God’s own radiance—is somehow wrapped up in our ordinary, everyday lives.
If we could grasp even a fraction of this truth, wouldn’t it change the way we live? Wouldn’t it make our days richer with purpose and our burdens lighter with grace? The secret is out.
And it is glorious.