What great irony is found in the restlessness of Christ! He Who owns the cattle of a thousand hills; He Who possesses the earth and the fullness thereof; He Who occupies the great Throne of history has no place to lay His head! These were the very words of Christ, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head” (Luke 9:58).
How could this ever be? Yet it is true. He Who thought it not robbery to be equal with God, made Himself of no reputation. He assumed the form of a servant; He was made in the likeness of men. He Who created us in His holy image condescended unto us and took upon our sinful likeness. What divine paradox–the Son of God became the Son of man. Think it blasphemy if it were not such holy truth–He became one of us.
Yes, He became one of us, yet unlike any of us. One of us, yet without sin. One of us, yet without indifference. One of us, yet without stubborn rebellion of heart. Though God in every way, He did not forfeit the suffering, shame, humility, and sorrow in being one of us. The Son of man had no place to lay his head. That crowned, sacred head of glory had no abiding place to rest. Oh, Son of man, what poverty You embraced to make us the sons of God!
Daily Reading: 1 Thessalonians 1-5
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