Astronomers now tell us we’re seeing light from stars 46 billion light-years away—and still, there’s no edge in sight. The universe doesn’t end in a wall or a cliff. It just keeps unfolding into regions we can’t yet measure or even imagine.
That image exposes something about faith. We like to think of belief as a set of clear, settled ideas about God—solid ground under our feet. But what if much of what we call “certainty” is simply the horizon of what we can see right now, not the boundary of who God actually is?
If creation itself has no edge, why would we assume God does? Perhaps real faith is less about locking down answers and more about trusting the One who draws us, step by step, beyond the visible horizon.