If you ask yourself, “Why am I walking around this planet? Why do I exist?” Paul says, “You must answer: For the sake of Christ.” If the angels were to ask, they must point to the Nazarene carpenter and make the same answer, “We exist for the sake of Christ.” If the whole cosmos were suddenly to become articulate, then from north to south and east to west, it would cry out in chorus, “We exist for the sake of Christ.” The name of Christ would issue from the seas and the deserts. It would be tapped out by the pattering rain. It would be written in the skies by the lightning. The storms would roar the name “Jesus Christ,” and the mountains would echo it back. The sun’s fierce nuclear furnace would blaze out: “The whole universe is full of Christ. He is the way, the truth, the life, the parable of the Father unraveling the riddle of existence.”
From Brennan Manning in The Relentless Tenderness of Jesus. Let it speak for itself.