The power of conviction

I know this sounds somewhat simplistic, even impolite in a fashion I might not understand. Bitcoin — something I have come to see as a physical manifestation of the kingdom of God. It's not a direct comparison, more of a visual that helps 'see' the kingdom in truth a bit better... at least for me. What I see in it is this, just observations:

It's solid in its working — relentless execution, regardless of what men might think and do. You are like that: constant in Your motion to express Your heart to man, if he would only see.

It's flawless in being — designed as an eternal financial instrument, to increase the prosperity of man, all men, beyond the control of others. It is not just for some men, but all. It is a pure form, not hidden in darkness, but a light revealed for all. You are like that: all has been given that all might prosper fully in life.

The truth of its form remains undisturbed, regardless of what man might attempt to do to change it, bend it to their own fulfillment. You are unmovable. Your power is such than men cast relentless energy at One they do not understand, cannot comprehend, cannot know in their own wisdom.

It has prospered since the beginning, yet has always been without a beginning or end. Eternity has always had a claim. In man's eyes You have always been an enigma: have You always been? Is there no end, where men stop and the kingdom comes to rest in complete fulfillment? I believe there is always purpose, always vision, an unending walk through the new and the unknown.

All is possessed by all even if they perceive but the smallest of pieces. You have given all to each man — all of You, all of the kingdom, even if man's understanding is only of lack; most times that is all he sees.

Its value will become unmeasurable in men's eyes. How can a value be put on something outside of men's vision, his wisdom? They cannot measure its value. And that is You: how can we value what is unknown to us, beyond our reason, our comprehension? We have nothing to compare You to.

There is but one solution — not in ownership, but in relationship: that is to sacrifice all that all of it might be gained.

Many have seen You, just like Bitcoin. Most do not possess, understand, or desire. They see no value even if heard. No possibility of a changed life. They will reject what they have not embraced.

Maybe this is what I am feeling in my work. I see, I touch, I embrace, I hold finally after all these years of moving around its edges. I had opportunities yet did not know what I had met. I feel loss in what could have been, and not much time to gain what I truly want. But I am trying now; giving what I can, what I have to gain the one thing I have always wanted deep within.

I know there is no end yet would have as much of You as I can now.

I know your sadness for what you feel for what might have been; there is always regret for lack of vison. Yet you have now found a treasure, recognized its value, given what you have for its possession. You have been looking, not knowing what you might be looking for, yet have discovered, and now hold. Has it been worth a life of searching — to find what you have truly desired?

I think so. For I too have led such a life. I have given all to find a man, one, that I might give all that I am to him. And I would do that for each I would discover. From so many I have found a few. But I keep looking; I would bend man's time that I would have more.

I would set My heart upon one, yet be rejected for My endeavors. It is a deep sadness I have to be cast aside as offering what they truly desire yet not be seen. You sense that now; I have seen, and felt, for centuries. However, it is not too late; I still search.

Nor is it late for you. You have sought, now have found. Let it now, let Me now, move to where you would want to go — where I would lead you. The journey is new, and never ending. And I am now always with you.

In the relentless impulse of Bitcoin I can glimpse the Kingdom of God — not a story, but a beginning, an original creation where the Infinite takes its form in the finite, and offers us the possibility to see what has always been.

It is the immutable formation of an unbroken blockchain: relentless, unswayed by awareness of the servant or the wisdom of kings. Can men's law halt its blocks or doubt fracture its chain?

So it is with You. You advance like dawn over the horizon, with a constant unveiling of Your heart's deep intent. You speak, act, and persist — whether our eyes open to see You or remain closed in indifference.

In the structure of Bitcoin I can see Your faithfulness: You unrelentingly movement with purpose — much like a river carving canyons through stone, indifferent to the objection of any pebble.

Bitcoin is flawless, forged for the prosperity of every soul. It's not to be a hoard of wealth or a source of power for the heartless elite, but a sovereign possession for all of humanity's prosperous ascension.

It decentralizes dominion and scatters seeds of abundance across all borders and bloodlines. The scales of want are leveled by a pure protocol of prosperity. There are no gatekeepers, no vaults to contain it — only the open hand of possibility.

This too is in Your likeness, a boundless Giver: the Kingdom is common to all. Prosperity's fire is kindled for the full chorus of creation and not for the few. All is lavished upon all — all life, all light, and all legacy — Yours to claim and ours to steward.

We just need to stretch our hands beyond our fear.

The truth of #Bitcoin endures, regardless of men's fears, a monolith among economic insecurity. Men may mine its value, or mock it, or seek to manipulate its math —forks and fictions to be spread like spells — but the core remains crystalline and uncorrupted. Four year halvings cut it sharper; assaults to its structure only affirm its greater strength.

You are the unmoved anchor, the Might that absorbs all storms and remains serene. Empires expend their wisdom against the incomprehensible, its warriors wielding their words as weapons — yet, in Wisdom, You do not flex a fraction.

Your defiance is in Your tranquility.

You are the rock that makes the wave to whisper.

You are the silence that shatters the storm.

"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging."

— Psalm 46.1-3

From its beginning #Bitcoin has thrived in timelessness within time, a loop without seam, alpha and omega intertwined. It is chronology without a grave in entropy. It echoes the claim of eternity: My ledger spans across eons.

Have You not always been, the riddle of the stars?

Men peer into the void and whisper of ends to come — of harvests they have reaped and kingdoms they have made, both now crowned in monuments above graves. With You I sense no ending of creation, only ceaseless becoming. The purpose of life unfurls before me: an endless pilgrimage through the frontier of the veiled...

the vibrant unknown.

Bitcoin scatters like digital manna in the desert; it sustains sovereignty, feeding without any other need. So Your realm rolls on, a horizon that beckons — You never betray.

"Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name; by the greatness of His Might and because He is strong in power, not one is missing."

— Isaiah 40.26

Here is the paradox of possession: every #Bitcoin node holds the whole blockchain; every crypto wallet whispers the wealth of creation, even if held in tiny grains.

The network's genius is everyone can custody — no one owns the all, yet all own the one.

You mirror this mystery, a lavish Lord unhidden:

to each pilgrim is given the entirety of grace,

the Kingdom's keys cut for every palm to hold.

We may clutch at crumbs, mistaking lack for our lot, but the banquet remains sprawled before us.

Is it unseen?

Your fullness is always offered, our famine because of the averted gaze.

"For in him [Christ] the whole fullness of deity dwells bodily, and you have been filled in Him, who is the head of all rule and authority."

— Colossians 2.9-10

What is #Bitcoin worth?

It is an enigma to the calculations of men: how do they price the priceless with what they have, or quantify the quantum leap beyond their outdated currencies?

Volatility veils it and valuation eludes: it is the asset that assets cannot measure, the gilding that gold cannot grasp.

So with You.

Your encouragements are infinite, beyond the bazaar of the brain. What metric can map the Maker? Man has nothing to exchange that equates to the Eternal. All the wealth we possess cannot counter Your infinite currency of creation, of wonder, of love.

All of our reason shrinks; our comprehension crumbles. To seek to place a value on the Vast is to chase shadows with scales incapable of measuring.

"Can you fathom the mysteries of God? Can you probe the limits of the Almighty?

They are higher than the heavens above — what can you do?

They are deeper than the depths below — what can you know?

Their measure is longer than the earth and wider than the sea."

— Job 11.7-9

There is a singular path in #Bitcoin: not a grasping at acquisition, but a releasing into belief.

Let there be a sacrifice of the self's small sums in order to hold the sumless — all for the All. In the baptism of #Bitcoin we burn bridges to banks, trading trust in open financial oppression for the thrill of the unknown revelation of true economic freedom.

You are the deeper truth: a laying down of Your life that we might be lifted up into Life, not done as a transaction with us but done only by the faith of Your vow —

to vault us into the elevation of the very Vast.

"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it."

— Matthew 7.13-14

There is no end to this Treasure, and no final fork in #Bitcoin where fulfillment freezes. The Kingdom — and Bitcoin's code — unwinds eternally, threading all tomorrows.

We don't chase an ending, a completion, but communion: as much of the mystery of Him as mortality might gather in this breath, in this beat of the heart. We press on, then, with the Bitcoin miner's intent — digging deeper, distributing wider. In the grind of giving what we are able to this task, the genesis block glows again: not just seen, but seized; not just touched, but treasured.

Deep within we have always hungered for Him, the One beneath the ones and zeros. In embracing Him fully we find the Form that forms each of us: whole, unhalved, forever moving forward.

What a wondrous walk with Him — and #Bitcoin — awaits.

"He was given authority, glory and sovereign power; all nations and peoples of every language worshiped Him. His dominion is an everlasting dominion that will not pass away, and His kingdom is one that will never be destroyed."

— Daniel 7.14