The Christmas season serves as an annual reminder of the entry of Jesus Christ into the human world in very humble way. No parades, media bursts, or crazy celebrations...just a quiet entrance into a darkening world. The prophetic utterances of His coming misunderstood and overlooked by many intent on their own idea of a Messiah King.
Through two millennia, His coming and His Kingdom remain an enigmatic paradox. The urge to define His Kingdom by human philosophy and ideology as strong as it was 2000 years ago. The human mind sees a kingdom as a way to power and control. A path to setting the world right according to a predetermined ‘best’ way.
Ever notice how often the ‘best’ way parallels our own idea of ‘best’? It's easy to become obsessed with our own way of doing things. Driven by our past experience, our syncretic theology, and our absolute trust in our own intellect we become our own ‘committee of one’. We have created a kingdom of our own design. Now all it needs is a King.
So what to do with Jesus? He claims divine Sonship. He proclaims a new way of doing things, God’s way. He speaks of ‘good news’. He affirms ancient prophecy and establishes new ways of seeing life. In short, His word on the Kingdom and King give us a picture we often don’t like.
Why?
If Jesus is King, I’m not.
Big problem. I know what needs to be done. I know what needs to happen in my life and the lives of those around me. I understand and see things others cannot. If I can be in control, all is well and good.
Except it’s not. My idea of good is tainted by my own blindness. My feeble attempts a running the world simply isn't sustainable. I’m not God. Neither are you. Or anyone we know. Even though I want to be. I'll never be God. Even if I want to be.
Here’s the hard truth. Jesus is the King. Doesn’t matter if I like the idea of His Kingship or not. Doesn’t matter is I approve of His way of doing things. It’s His Kingdom. His followers serve Him and Him only. Every day, not just when it is convenient, or easy, or when it serves our purpose.
Every day, His way alone.
He’s my King! Is He yours?
As always, it’s your choice. Choose wisely.
Peace, roy
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