I've written before about something I call relational extremism ( 3/11/16 Post:A Fast Pulse - Radical, Intimate And Extreme). In that writing I confessed my own complicit engagement toward that powerful bent and willingly entered my plea. But on my own behalf here and against that charge, I will attempt to plead my case for compassionate understanding while revealing the motivating conspirator and culprit behind my passionate conviction ...
It was a baby...
Please don't misunderstand me, babies are wonderful. They not only represent, but are the true embodiment of new life. Fresh, innocent and full of potential, they possess within them all of the possibility of a grand future and inspiring hope... But this particular baby arrived with a scandalous agenda ... and I was His intended victim.
You see, this particular baby wasn't at all who He appeared to be to most who had the opportunity to observe Him. Admittedly it took some time, but I eventually learned His true identity and saw through His disguise. In reality, He was the most powerful divine king who has a multitude of legions at His command. Legions of warriors so powerful that their appearance alone struck fear and awe in the hearts of those who saw them when they chose to reveal themselves in the past.
Yes, this was not at all an ordinary baby...
I discovered that though it appeared that His life began here with His birth on the earth, He actually existed before time. I learned through further investigation that in truth, the host of Heaven worship Him and fall down on their face in worship before Him. I found that all of creation in heaven and earth are His handiwork and that those that truly know Him adore Him and call Him Master. His power and majesty are unlimited and beyond anything the human mind can conceive ... but when He appeared here, He willingly degraded Himself by choosing to disguise Himself as a helpless, humble little baby.
I had to know why. So gripped with both curiosity and awe, I continued my investigation of this intriguing impostor and I eventually had the opportunity to meet Him. What I found ultimately led my to being convicted as charged.
In truth, I was already a convict when I found Him. I carried the guilt of things that I'd done, said and even thought in the past. And though they weren't crimes that would have imprisoned me in a human court, they were sins that carried a terrible, ultimate penalty in the court of the Most High. I was in fact a walking dead man. My future bore no promise beyond my flesh except for the promise of certain misery and eternal death. I had no hope to overturn and my conviction carried no chance for appeal.
But then I learned the hidden truth of His scandalous plan. While most babies are born to live, this one willingly came to die and He didn't intend to go quietly. No, given His intention, that wouldn't have been near enough...
This great and indescribably awesome divine commander of the host of Heaven chose to be born in the lowliest of conditions and with the lowliest stature in order to preserve the integrity of His disguised mission. This great one, the all powerful, ultimate Prince of Heaven willingly came to be humiliated and disgraced. He intentionally came to be spat on, beaten, cursed and put to death in the most severe and torturous way and at the conclusion of my investigation into this nefarious appearing scandal ... I found out why...
Nothing less could have resolved my case before the court of the Most High God. Nothing less would have satisfied the preordained penalty for my own willing choices to betray the high and preordained standards of righteousness as established by the Ultimate Judge. The most horrific penalty that could ever exist was mine to suffer. It was my definite future and earned destiny to face the horror of horrors and drink from the cup of eternal damnation ...
But then the cup was suddenly taken away from me ... by a baby.
Not an ordinary baby, but the most divine and glorious baby! One who willingly chose to be born ... to take my place. One who voluntarily chose to step down from His place in the unsurpassable glory of Father God's presence to meet my failure and disgrace face to face as His loving Father looked on and embrace it as His own ... determined to pay the price for it.
So you see, I stand willingly guilty and convicted of my radical love for Him. In commemoration I celebrate the preciousness of Jesus' birth on this earth and the sacrifice that He came to offer in my place with intimate passion and extreme gratitude - I stand unrepentant of my passion and unashamedly guilty as charged!
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