I once enjoyed a dinner like no other at an outdoor restaurant in Mexico. Fabulous food, braziers of coals heating our backs, peacocks strutting between the tables. The restaurant served other patrons as well, but I enjoyed the food and the company and the service so much that it left a wonderful impression and I now describe it in superfluous language. It was unparalleled to me.

One of a kind. Unmatched. Unique. Unequaled. I toss such descriptions around as I search for ways to describe fascinating people and enjoyable experiences.

Paul reminds me that God is one of a kind: There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call—one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.

One God is over all and through all and in all—only one. A solitary path ascends to the top of the mountain—only one. An exclusive gate opens to heaven—only one.

There’s only one God. Try as people might to squirm out of this reality, the truth remains. Only one God exists and it’s not me, nor is God found in any other religion or creed or belief system. One Lord, one faith, one baptism.

Only one.

Ephesians 4:4-6

Photo by Jordan Steranka