"The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." John 1: 14
Once upon a time (about a month ago), I sat down in Chemistry class and found a book next to my chair, The Life of Jesus. Maybe someone else was meant to pick up that strategically placed book, but maybe it was placed there just for me. It's been rocking my world. Basically The Life of Jesus is all four Gospels combined into a chronological book.
I prayed for fresh eyes to read the story, and BOY! did God answer. I've never experienced Jesus like I'm experiencing Him now. I have a kajillion things I want to say about that, but for now I will stick with this one tangent...
Jesus' death means everything. Without His sacrifice AND His resurrection, I am hopelessly bound for Hell. That simple.
But what the Spirit's recently helped me consider is that the real miracle of Jesus is His life.
Have you ever really considered it?
Jesus was fully God, fully man. He was the fullness of the Creator of the universe, the Keeper of time, constrained and bound into human flesh. He chose to leave Heaven and plant His feet on this earth where He knew He'd face nothing but opposition. THAT is sacrifice. THAT is fierce love.
It's kinda like how Harry Potter is constrained and not allowed to use his magic among the Muggles! By entering Mary's womb, Jesus knew He could not be everywhere at once anymore. He knew He would be exhausted at times and sick and hungry and abused. Jesus was willing to live in this crap for more than thirty physical years because He loves people in spite of the crap.
I am a selfish and prideful person with a tiny heart. I am. But I'm so confident in my own salvation and so passionate about the Kingdom that I think I would take a bullet for someone if it'd mean they would come to know Christ. That's coming from my tiny, selfish heart. How much MORE willing was Jesus to do the same for us?! Again, MIRACLE.
BUT where the rubber meets the road is living. I would die for the sake of Christ, but more often than not I'm not willing to live for it on a day to day basis. To pull up my roots I've planted in the earth and carry my cross and live in surrender to the will of God. THAT's the miracle of Jesus. He did that. He lived three decades in total surrender to the will of the Father. Think of what He put up with. Christ certainly died for us, but praise God! He was willing to LIVE for us, too.
More to come...