Wednesday, 29 June 2011

...shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods


The very beauty of Christ as he walked upon the earth was His humility. The King of kings and Lord of lords became flesh, was born in a dirty smelly stable, to an unmarried mother (as viewed by the outside world), lived in despised Nazareth, owned nothing except the clothes he wore, relied upon the generosity of friends and followers, allowed Himself to be spat upon, vilified, falsely accused, whipped, tortured and cruelly crucified - naked and alone. His friends all left Him and He was buried in a borrowed grave.

And here I am, a sinful creature, my only saving grace is the Lord Who died for me...and sometimes I feel as if I have all the answers. It is so easy when we have learned the truth to almost set ourselves up as a judge of truth. But I must remind myself Who really is the Judge.

“Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods.” Albert Einstein

And yet...God loves me. Little me. Weak me. Sinful me. Proud me. He tenderly cherishes me, cares for me, and unbelievably at the end of all things I will be in glory with Him. A reward for nothing. Wages for no work. Grace and mercy. A Father's heart.

We must not think Pride is something God forbids because He is offended at it, or that Humility is something He demands as due to His own dignity - as if God Himself was proud. He is not in the least worried about His dignity. The point is, He wants you to know Him: wants to give you Himself. And He and you are two things of such a kind that if you really get into any kind of touch with Him you will, in fact, be humble - delightedly humble, feeling the infinite relief of having for once got rid of all the silly nonsense about your own dignity which has made you restless and unhappy all your life. He is trying to make you humble in order to make this moment possible: trying to take off a lot of silly, ugly, fancy-dress in which we have all got ourselves up and are strutting about like the little idiots we are. I wish I had got a bit further with humility myself: if I had, I could probably tell you more about the relief, the comfort, of taking the fancy-dress off - getting rid of the false self, with all its 'Look at me' and 'Aren't I a good boy?' and all its posing and posturing. To get even near it, even for a moment, is like a drink of cold water to a man in a desert. CS Lewis


It's hard work to maintain a fa├žade, to keep up appearances. Humility is complete rest in Jesus, trusting Him to justify.


2 comments:

  1. good post. good reminder. :) I often find myself judging others. I'm often quick to judge. :(

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