One of the biggest things I took away from my Christian Thought class this semester was a more explicit awareness of the fact that Christ's resurrection was a bodily resurrection and that he has an actual body in heaven. Sure, I had grown up on Sunday School lessons about Jesus's bodily resurrection but somehow, I failed to translate that to an actual bodily existence in heaven. I guess for most of my life, I didn't really think about whether Jesus was a spirit in heaven or if he had a body. All I knew was that he was up there. So I'm sitting there trying to wrap my head around what Dr. Burge just said, that Jesus didn't ditch what he embraced. And then I got it, and i'm pretty sure my mouth dropped open and I looked like an idiot for that entire class and even after. Even right now, I am baffled at the extent of God's love. Jesus came in the flesh and brought back to God his creatureliness. All of a sudden, Jesus as High Priest and as our representative makes sense and I feel like a pandora's box has opened except what's coming out is a new awareness of God's love for me. As I look forward to celebrating Jesus's birth, I realize that the incarnation of Christ was an act of salvation and was so integral to my own salvation. When Christ was born, something happened that would mark a shift in history. Christ came to earth so that I would be healed of my sins, of my brokenness. I have no more words but instead a lot of silences saturated with thankfulness.
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