This is one of those moments when I feel like I have too much faith for just me.
I’m sitting outside in a cafe in Sweden.
It’s cold here today, overcast, and I have a blanket wrapped around me (cause they do that here – give you blankets. sigh. hugs to Sweden.)
All I know is that Jesus is better.
Because no one could be found to open it: the scroll. No one but Jesus.
Then I saw in the right hand of him who was seated on the throne ha scroll written within and on the back, sealed with seven seals. And I saw a mighty angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?”
And no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth was able to open the scroll or to look into it, and I began to weep loudly because no one was found worthy to open the scroll or to look into it.
And one of the elders said to me, “Weep no more; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has conquered, so that he can open the scroll and its seven seals.” – Revelation 5:1-5
John must have turned expecting to see a Lion, (since that’s how the elder described Jesus), but instead he saw “a Lamb standing, as though it had been slain.”
And this is my Jesus.
He is high above every name. There is no mind that can comprehend what Jonathan Edwards calls his ‘awful majesty’. He owns everything you see, upholds it all, rules it all, and of his glory there is no end. He is so infinitely above us – above the angels – above the universe – that it’s hard to understand.
Yet, inside that excellence, Christ possesses such humility. He not only lowered himself to consider the angels, but to consider men. Not only to consider princes, but to consider even those that the world considers unworthy.
Jesus – the one with awful majesty and infinite glory – not only condescended Himself to consider the leper, but He joined himself to the least of these as a companion.
“His condescension is great enough to become their friend; to become their companion, to unite their souls to him in spiritual marriage. It is enough to take their nature upon him, to become one of them, that he may be one with them. Yea, it is great enough to abase himself yet lower for them, even to expose himself to shame and spitting; yea, to yield up himself to an ignominious death fort hem. And what act of condescension can be conceived of greater?”
This is my Jesus.
Who else could be worthy to open the scrolls?