I miss my son. I miss him a lot. It will be months before I see him again, and maybe that long before I hear his voice. Sometimes the longing is palpable. It is a measurable pain at the bottom of my throat. I miss him.
So what is God teaching me thru this? How can I look at this thru the lens of the gospel? Well, there are many lessons. Let’s take this one at a time.
There is another Father, my heavenly Father who is in love with his son. It is a perfect love borne from perfect unity. He decided that it was best to deploy His Son for a battle that is greater than any war we can ever imagine. It was the battle between people and sin. He sent His Son to be our champion, to defeat sin for us.
To do this, he needed to be separate from his Son, the Son that he loved so much, and to send Him to a dark and dirty place. I miss my son, but I can only imagine how much the Father missed his son when he sent Jesus to earth to pay for my sin.
So, the simple first step is to meditate on the love of God that is so great, so intense, so devoted that he would sacrifice that time with his Son by sending him here. My selfish mind cannot wrap itself around that kind of sacrifice. Perfect love, giving up itself for others. That Trinitarian unity being broken for me.
But that is what makes the good news so good. This is direct, observable evidence of God’s unfailing grace extended for me. Such love. Such sacrifice, such self-denial.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
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