Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Poor Jesus


We are told in the scriptures that Jesus Christ came from heaven. And not from any part of heaven but from the richest place in heaven, namely from the very presence of His Almighty Father at whose right hand there are pleasures forever more. Jesus Christ was also God to whom belongs all things and for whom all things were created. To Him belong the infinite riches of eternity but yet when he became man, that is, in his incarnation he came to our surprise as a lowly obscure inhabitant. 

 Jesus Christ did not come in the manner of a Sovereign or as that of a child of a multi-billionaire attended with the finest clothes and personage, nay, He came humbly and poor. The place of his birth is to be pitied, surrounded by dumb animals and cobwebs for curtains. He was to live with poor parents as they could only offer a pair of turtledoves because the price of a lamb was beyond their income. Christ in his manhood demonstrated his own poverty that when it was required of him to pay his taxes, he had to work a miracle. Christ in his heavenly kingdom had infinite riches to daily feed multitudes but whilst here on earth he could only feed five thousand men through a wonder. Such was the poverty of Christ that at his death he commissioned his beloved disciple to take care of his broken-hearted mother for he had nothing to leave her. No home, no savings, but precious teachings which could not be sold for a price.

O poor Christ! but for him we are not to mourn. We are to mourn our own condition for loving money and wealth. Look how Christ descended to be found among the lowly, consider his humility. Are we ready to clothe ourselves with such humility? Remember that Christ became poor to make us rich, are you willing to be poor to make the poor rich? If we are blessed with wealth, let us consider it as a perishing commodity to be spent for the kingdom. And if we are poor, let us not mourn our portion but rejoice that our lives is more than possessions. K.Oni 

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