Humbling Truth

For a past few weeks, I've been feeling pretty mellow, 

distraugh as if I had a lot of things in my mind.  I have 

had a thought in my mind, and it's very... how should

I describe it... sobering? Humbling definitely, ecstatic

like I've just received the best thing ever that does not

have an expiration date, that will never spoil, that will

never feel old (hopefully).

The Gospel has been the reason why I feel mellow and

distraught.  I can't help but to feel all torn up, with tears

of immeasurable joy falling on my face, every time I sing

or hear the message of the Gospel.  The message of truth 

that tells us what we were before and what we are now 

(Ephesians 2:1-7).  It makes me want to scream for joy, to

dance like no one danced before, to bow down before the

almighty God singing "Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God

Almighty."

I imagine an scene of a helpless baby, in need of care 

and comfort, food and shelter, love and grace.  All of this 

was given when the Father picks up the baby in his

arms, protecting the baby and providing for it.  Knowing

full well what troubles this baby will bring, the Father will

still keep it, love it, and embrace it as his own child.

What is the ultimate form of humility?  The fact that God

brought his own Son on this world.  God, in fact, didn't

need to be on this Earth because He is God, the Almighty.

Yet, He did it because He had a purpose and He was humble

as well.  He put himself with us who are sinners and Him who

is worthy of all praise and despises sin in this world.  We are

that sin in this world, but we are finally free from that.

Because of the Gospel, because of Jesus Christ dying on the

cross, because of his ressurection, we... are... free... from...

sin... We are free.. Thanks to God our Father