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|An Imaginary Christ
Before me now I see the impression I saw years ago. There are two scenes. One is of a clear and sunny horizon lined with an endless multitude of people. The other is of a vast forest with no one in sight. Dense fog covers the forest, and out of the fog comes the Lord Jesus Christ. Christ, for the most part, is not found among the general populace. People have to really look to discern Him.
Think about it. Our Savior was not born in a big metropolis, but in the small town of Bethlehem. And He grew up in the despised country of Galilee. He was not born in a palace where kings are, but in a lowly stable. The wise men had to really search and diligently follow
the star to find Him.
When Jesus entered into public ministry, it is written that He had no place to lay His head (Luke 9:58). He did not have a ministry headquarters. He died a criminal's death on a cross, naked and nearly alone. His grave was a borrowed tomb. His throne was an invisible one hidden from the multitudes of those who were healed and delivered through His ministry. He was called meek and lowly—certainly not a description fitting for a king.
If you, like so many others, were looking for Him in the external, you'd miss Him. If you were looking for Him to come a certain way, in a certain form, according to a certain brand of theology, or
doctrine, or a denominational view, packaged according to a set of certain traditional ideals, you'd miss Him again. "Where have you hid my Lord?" We've subtly hidden Him behind our forms, our facades and our fads. We've masked Him from the multitudes who need to know Him as He is.
And why have we hid Him? Is it not for the same reason that He had no place to lay His head? Because He makes us too uncomfortable the way He is. read more