Jesus never ceases to amaze me…
I know this is a blatantly obvious and seemingly pointless statement, but hear me out.
My current amazement with Jesus has little to do with His “front and center” characteristics…you know, His omni-potence, His omni-presence, His omni-science, His holiness, His incomparable love, His grace and mercy, His overwhelming compassion for others…you and I both know that the list is endless!
But the character trait that I am stuck on at the moment is His humility.
I’m dumbfounded by this, because of all the people who have a bonified right to stick their chest out and be a little “big-headed”, Jesus would be it. I mean, aside from all of the incredible attributes I listed above, Jesus is perfectly righteous and good. The Bible literally states in 1 John 1:5 that “He is light, and in Him there is no darkness”. There is not a shred of evil in Jesus at all…PERIOD.
This reality hit me particularly hard as I was reading thru Matthew 3 the other day.
John the Baptist was doing his thing, preparing the way for Jesus, downplaying his own role and consistently emphasizing that “a greater one was coming”. John did such a great job of hyping Jesus up that Jesus later said of him that there was none greater in fulfilling his role.
Now, you would think that upon His arrival, Jesus would have taken advantage of such great PR. But instead, Jesus foregoes the grand entrance and asks John to baptize Him. That’s really nothing new to Bible-readers, but the Holy Spirit pointed out something very significant to me: Jesus came to John in the same manner that sinners came. He didn’t come on the heels of the hype John had manufactured; He came the way of the sinner, yet having no sin.
It would almost look like this in modern times: if Jesus were to come to church, we’d expect Him to come in escorted by a bunch of armorbearers, with a preacher’s robe on, and welcomed by a standing ovation and loud, boisterous music. But in reality, His “grand entrance” looked something more like this: the preacher makes the altar call appeal, and Jesus is the one who comes walking down the altar…not to applause, but probably to a bunch of strange, questioning, and judgmental looks.
I think I’ll keep this picture in mind the next time I get too full of myself. How about you?