Have you every really truly thought about the incarnation: about Jesus, coming to earth for the sole purpose of dying for our dirty, stained, filthy life? In this Christmas season, the incarnation has especially been on my mind. I'm no scholar, I don't even think I could consider myself a theologian, but I love the Lord. So here are just a few of my musings about the Savior that I love coming to earth.
Just over 2000 years ago a baby was born into the earth, that baby was the savior of the world. Now this concept alone is incredible: the humility that it takes for the creator of the earth to come in the form of a baby is incomprehensible. A baby, one of the most helpless creatures on the face of the planet, that is what Jesus first came into. In a book that I have been reading it says this about the incarnation:
"In a mystery that boggles the minds of angels, a mystery we call the incarnation, the creator climbs into the flesh of his creatures and becomes like those who were meant to be like him, those who in their sin have become the exact opposite of him."
Now this adds a whole other perspective on the incarnation; one I have never fully realized: God, in his humility came to earth becoming like us when we were meant to be like him. And to think we know anything of humility!
Jesus didn't stay a baby. He spent his life serving others, performing miracles, and proclaiming the love of the Father. But it was the humility at the end of his time on earth that is the most striking of all: Jesus' death on the cross. The King of all kings and the Creator of the universe died on a cross so that we can be saved from an eternity of separation from him. This was his ultimate purpose. He was brought into the earth to die. He came to live so that he might die. He died so that we may live. What love,what humility, what a savior!