I was thinking this weekend about Easter and what we Catholics (even the bad CAPE kind, of which I am one) celebrate on this holiday. The event we celebrate happened thousands of years ago, and yet it remains the most important part of the Catholic calendar.
One of the few Bible verses I know is this one…
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Think about that for a second. That kind of love. That level of sacrifice. Astonishing, isn’t it?
God (or whatever term you prefer) felt so much love for those existing in this world of ours that He sent us His only son to live among us. Imagine taking your precious though willing child and allowing it to live in harms way, to go hungry or be cold. To let it live and feel as mortals do. To let a bunch of ignorant fools torture and defame one they should be worshipping, begging for mercy.
It’s hard to imagine the love behind such a gesture, and the great restraint it must have called for to watch as people tortured and killed Him.
Think about how you feel about your own children. How you love them. How you’d give your life for theirs. How you hate to see them suffer or what you do to keep them from suffering. Now imagine sending them to that very suffering, knowing exactly what they face, but aiming for a greater, lasting good.
A rather important message, don’t you think?
Important enough to keep God (or whatever) from stepping in and putting a stop to the whole thing. Flattening everything in sight, as most mortal parents would do. Yet He didn’t do this, instead he allowed events to play out. For the message to be delivered and spread.
God is indeed as far above us as we are the single cell amoeba.