Sure Things Only Because
Sunday, December 13, 2009 at 11:04PM There was a time in my life when everything was building. Gaining, we were—more children, bigger home, further education, better life. There was hope—maybe not for big things—but for good things.
But before we ever got there, the tide turned. The gaining stopped and the losing began: illness and death and children who wander. And with the losses came a good look inside my own heart, because there’s nothing like having beloved people and dreams taken away to show the idolatry in one’s desires.
This is the way our world is—illness, death, sin and dark hearts. The whole thing, you know, is cursed. I’ve always known it, but now I know it: I feel it in my chest every morning.
It was here, into this world—my world, your world, the world that steals dreams and makes hearts ache, the cursed one—that the Eternal Son was born and grew and lived. When did he come to understand that so many innocent boys his own age had been slaughtered? Slaughtered because of him? How old was he when he lost his earthly father? How did he feel when his own brothers disbelieved him? When his friend betrayed him? When his own people did not receive him? Did all the dark hearts around him make his heart ache?
One thing is sure: He knew the darkness of our world through his own experience in a way I never will. I experience the darkness in my own life, but he experienced it all. He took our sins upon himself. He carried the cursedness of this world. He came here to us, lived here with us, and suffered for us.
And that gives hope—better hope, the kind of hope that’s a sure thing. Certain hope for big things and good things: healing and life and clean hearts. Hope for a new world.
But only because God sent and he came. Only because he came here, where I am, where you are. Only because God gave and he gave up.