>taking the form of a bond-servant,
and being made in the likeness of men.
8Being found in appearance as a man,
He humbled Himself
by becoming obedient to the point of death,
even death on a cross. Philippians 2
When you consider the majesty and greatness of God. The splendor of all He has made. The magnificence of what God can do. There seems to be some sort of irony or perhaps a mistake to say that He was so humble that “even death on a cross” is not a stretch for God. When God steps out of eternity you have to take another look at time. When he empties his reputation you have to reconsider what part of your identity matters most: who you think you are or who you belong to. When He assumes the role of a slave you have to reconsider your 5 year plan for you life. But when He is not only willing to die, but actually carries it out in terms so horrific you have to reevaluate your own life. What is really important, when you understand that God has stepped out of everything that we have known or expect Him to be and demonstrated in terms so distinct and clear that He willing to risk everything to show that not one of His own will be lost? Jesus, the savior, God- is really like no one else. I wish I had words like the Scottish preacher James Stewart in “The Strong Name”
He was the meekest and lowliest of all the sons of men. Yet, he spoke of coming on the clouds of heaven with the glory of God. He was so austere that evil spirits and demons cried out in terror at His coming. Yet He was so genial and winsome and approachable that the children loved to play with Him, and the little ones nestled in His arms. His presence at the innocent gaiety of a village wedding was like the presence of sunshine. No-one was half so kind or compassionate to sinners. Yet no-one ever spoke such red-hot scorching words about sin. A bruised reed He would not break, His whole life was love. Yet, on one occasion He demanded of the Pharisees how they ever expected to escape the damnation of hell. He was a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions. Yet for sheer stark realism He has all of our self-styled realists soundly beaten. He was the servant of all, washing the disciples feet. Yet, masterfully He strode into the temple and the hucksters and the moneychangers fell over one another to get away from the mad rush and the fire they saw blazing in His eyes. He saved others. Yet at the last Himself He did not save. There is nothing in history like the union of contrast, which confronts us in the gospels. The mystery of Jesus is the mystery of Divine Personality.
You cannot imitate something so great on your own. The only way you could approach this kind of nature is that He would have to be with you always…even until the end of time.