Jesus Christ, God’s own
Son, became like us to be a total Savior, sufficient for the whole range
of our need. How hollow, then, ring the world’s complaints against our
God. People are saying all the time today, lamenting in this world of
woe, ‘Where is God? Why doesn’t he do something?’ Meanwhile, he has done
everything, indeed, more than ever we could ask or imagine. God has
entered into our world. He has walked through the dust of this earth. He
who is life has wept before the grave, and he who is the Bread of Life
has felt the aching of hunger in his belly.
Is there anything more
lovely in all of Scripture than the scenes of Jesus supping with the
weak and the weary, the sinners and the publicans? He has taken the
thorns that afflict this sin-scarred world and woven them into a crown
to be pressed upon his head. And he has stretched open his arms in love,
that the hands that wove creation might be nailed to a wooden cross.
Then he rose from the dead, conquering all that would conquer us,
setting us free to live in peace and joy before the face of
God.
— Richard D. PhillipsHebrews: Reformed Expository Commentary
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