It is Easter Sunday. It is a reminder that our problems here were so big that they could not
be fixed from afar. Some problems are like that. In an age where I can look through a webcam
at some distant part of the earth, or have a doctor diagnose my condition remotely, or speak
with people at the far end of the globe instantaneously, we tend to forget that some problems
are too big for any of that to help. .
It would be a pitiless God who created people, set them upon the earth, watched them
bring ruin upon themselves and yet do nothing about it. If He merely watched from
afar, what would that say to us? But He sent us His Son. In humility. Incognito to those
who would not see.
Sometimes, when something is really broken, you have to send the right Man to fix the
problem, and sometimes He might have to come a long way. Such is the Christmas
and Easter story. We weren't sent just anybody to fix our problem. We were sent the
God-sent God. God did not send a messenger, someone to get the job done (as if
just a messenger could), and check to see the delivery confirmation number to
see if he arrived. No, God sent God to help us. What that means exactly and how
He did it, we shall only understand One Day. But today we can know that He did
not send just anybody, but His Only Begotten Son. Spirit of His Spirit. Eternally One.
He sent Himself. Sometimes there is only one Man for the job. Thankfully, it was
the Right and Righteous One, Jesus. Thank God for the God-sent God.
Hallelujah, He is Risen! Happy Easter!.
