Last Wednesday, we dealt with Insignificant. I showed the following clip (original can be found at www.crazylovebook.com).
When you think about the hugeness of God and his creation, you begin to realize how small and insignificant we are. Since we’re nearing Christmas, let’s think about the creative process up at the North Pole. Santa has a bunch of magical elves who work in sweatshop-like conditions, toiling over a workbench using raw materials to create wonderful toys for selfish children.
God doesn’t have elves or a workshop. He doesn’t even make use of raw materials.
Instead, he speaks. The very act of speaking brings about huge ginormous creation.
So when this great, huge, amazing God wants to declare the arrival of His Son on a small insignificant planet, who does He tell? What news organizations were given a press release? Which heads of state were invited to the announcement ceremonies? Where did He spend His marketing dollars? Who does He tell?
Some shepherds in a field.
Shepherds. Despised by Roman society and considered lower than other peasants. They were boys and girls, probably around the age of 12. They had little income and their work was unskilled.
Not quite the people I’d be announcing my divine plans to.
But that’s the way God works. He finds significance in the insignificant. He desires to know those who the world would rather ignore. He wants to use inconsequential people (like us) to make a substantial difference in the world.
When I think about Christmas, I can’t help but think about a huge God who humbled Himself and came to earth…for insignificant me.