The Only Humble God

As I was walking through the halls this week I saw a stack of three communion bread boxes. It was humbling to ponder God's humility.

I am broken when I consider the way God gladly condescends to love and save his people. He gave the children of Israel a tent and a wooden box with a cup to hold atoning blood assuring them their God was in their midst.

The tabernacle was an arrow pointing to Jesus who willingly came and dwelt among us and spilled his atoning blood on the cross.

The night before he was crucified, Jesus celebrated the Passover with his disciples. He broke the bread and drank the wine. The lamb was replaced by The Lamb. He told them to eat and drink in remembrance of him.

Paul told the Corinthians that the gospel is proclaimed whenever the meal was eaten.

Only the God of the gospel would lower himself to be proclaimed through bread. Jesus has promised to be in the midst of his people. He knows we are weak and forgetful. He knows it is hard for us to believe and trust when we can't see and touch.

So he gave us a meal. He dwells among us and teaches us about our daily need for him in our daily need for food and drink. He is humble enough to let a sacred meal be baked, wrapped in a box, and shipped to a church in order to show us he is with us.

Tomorrow is Communion Sunday at our church. It is my favorite service of the month. Each time I partake, I am more amazed at the condescension of Jesus and the faith it takes to believe the King of Kings would break and bleed for a sinner like me.