Who Holds You When Everything Falls Apart?
John 1:1–3
Episode Summary
What do you do when your world starts to fall apart?
Not the small kind of unraveling—like a flat tire or a bad day at work.
I’m talking about when things really fall apart.
When the future you counted on slips through your fingers.
When the people you love let you down.
When your faith feels like it’s cracking at the edges and you’re not sure what’s going to hold it together.
In this episode of The Wilderness Devotional, we return again to the opening words of John’s Gospel… but this time we land on a staggering claim:
“All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made.”
— John 1:3
We’re invited to see Jesus not just as Savior, not just as the Teacher or the Lamb or the Light—but as the Creator, the One through whom the universe exists, the One who holds it all in place.
From atoms to galaxies… from galaxies to your anxieties…
He holds it all.
And that means—even when your world feels like it’s falling apart—you’re still in His hands.
Going Deeper
When I was a kid, I used to imagine God as an old man with a beard floating through space.
Kind of like Gandalf, but with more thunder.
I imagined He was alone in the void.
Quiet.
Still.
Maybe bored.
But John’s Gospel paints a different picture.
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God…
All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made.”
— John 1:1,3
There was no loneliness.
There was relationship.
There was Logos—Jesus.
And not only was He there, but everything that exists flowed from Him.
Which means your life is not an accident.
Your pain is not random.
Your story is not a mistake.
There is a Word that spoke you into being.
A Creator who designed every fiber of who you are.
And when it feels like everything is falling apart, this Creator—Jesus—has not let go.
Let’s get nerdy for a second.
Scientists talk about dark matter—a mysterious, invisible substance that seems to be holding galaxies together. It makes up the majority of the universe’s mass, but we can’t see it, touch it, or fully explain it.
Here’s what physicist William J. Broad wrote:
“A cosmic mystery of immense proportions, once seemingly on the verge of solution, has deepened and left astronomers and astrophysicists more baffled than ever. The crux is that the vast majority of the mass of the universe seems to be missing.”
So there’s something holding everything together…
but we don’t know what it is.
And then I think of this quote from Philo, a Hebrew scholar writing about the Logos:
“The Logos of the living God is the bond of everything, holding all things together and binding all the parts, preventing them from being dissolved and separated.”
That’s what John is trying to get at.
Jesus isn’t just the Savior at the end of the story.
He’s the glue that’s been holding the story together all along.
“In Him all things hold together.”
— Colossians 1:17
When your life feels like it’s slipping through your hands…
When your plans are breaking down, and your heart’s breaking with them…
When it seems like no one sees, no one understands, no one is coming to fix it…
Jesus is there.
Not just with you, but holding you.
Not just aware of your chaos, but intimately involved.
The same hands that hold galaxies in place… hold your grief.
The same voice that spoke light into the void… speaks peace over your storm.
Devotional: A Prayer for the Days You’re Falling Apart
Jesus,
Sometimes it feels like I’m holding my life together with duct tape and leftover hope.
Like everything could unravel at any moment.
Like I’m one bad day away from breaking.
But then You remind me—
I’m not the one holding everything together.
You are.
You were there before the world began.
You were there when I took my first breath.
You’ve been there in every dark valley,
Even when I didn’t feel it.
Even when I forgot.
So I give You my broken pieces.
I give You the weight I’m tired of carrying.
I give You the fears I’ve buried deep.
I give You the questions with no answers.
Hold them, Lord.
Hold me.
You are the bond.
The thread.
The center.
When everything falls apart…
You are the One who never will.
Amen.
