“In the comments section of my recent post, God is Love, Christ is Pain, a respectful and thoughtful atheist reader asked me why God had to sacrifice himself in order to forgive us. “If a god who is omnipotent wanted to forgive us,” he wrote, “couldn’t he just forgive us, and make it so we never forget? Why sacrifice himself to himself?”
My response was this: ”By dying as he did, Christ knew that he would be creating an image of that act that was so vivid, and so visceral, that it would forever last in people’s minds, hearts and imaginations. God couldn’t ‘just’ forgive us without getting personally involved, without in every last possible sense of the phrase bringing it down to our level, without his very graphic mortal expiration on the cross because he knew that wouldn’t stick. He knew that people tend to forget; that we naturally get so focused on our own lives that the reality of God which is, after all, a fairly nebulous concept tends to slip first from our minds, and then from our hearts. Jesus didn’t want that to happen. He wanted people to remember what he had done for them. So he made the means by which we are eternally forgiven as real for us as he possibly good and that meant availing himself of the sheer, raw, dramatic magnitude of the crucifixion.
“Jesus didn’t sacrifice himself for his sake. He did it for ours. And so he made sure to do it in a manner that we’d never be able to forget. What Jesus did on the cross was compassionate, mercy, and love of the highest possible order. And we haven’t forgotten it yet.”
I now find that I want to add something to that answer, and figured I’d do it here. That something is this:
Jesus knew that people would always know that he knew that he was God. Time and again, he either flat-out says, or heavily implies that he is, in fact God; like, for instance, at John 10:30, when he says “I and the Father are one.” So there’s no question that Jesus knew he was God. How could God not know his own nature?
Now I’m no theologian and I’m certainly not offering here anything having anything whatsoever to do with any Official Doctrine that I know of but it seems to me that if Jesus knew he was God, and he knew we knew he knew he was God, then he also knew that a lot of us wouldn’t be able to help but think that, in a way we very definitely don’t, he had it made.
Jeus was God. It doesn’t get any better than that. And he knew he was God. He knew his story was going to end well. He knew that when his adventure here on earth was over, he was going back to heaven to take his place at the right hand of the Father. There’s no way that’s not a wonderful place to be.
None of us are quite that lucky, are we? We can say that we do, but the bottom line is that we don’t have anywhere near the assurance about our ultimate fate as Jesus had about his. It’s not possible that we could.
What Jesus wants, though, if for us to fully understand the complete depth of his identification with us. And that, I think, is why he let himself die on the cross in the horrible fashion that he did. Because he knew that we would always understand how terribly, terribly real that was. God or not, he got beaten. He knew that we would forever after that understand that he did become one of us. He did suffer the worst any of us could. That, too, is not in question.
And he didn’t even leave it at that. He actually gave us every last indication that when his final moment came when his pain and suffering had reached its terrible crescendo his identity with us was absolute and complete. We know that as he was dying, Jesus felt himself no more a God than we do. That, I think, is the sheer, knee-buckling power of his finally crying out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
We know Jesus was God because he defied death. And we know he was mortal because of the way he died.
He did it. His point got across. It stuck. It’s as real now as the moment that our great hero, exhausted, breathed, “It is finished.”
You can become a regular reader of John’s Blog: But I warn you . . . he has an utterly, (and sometimes to some,) unsanctified, transparent vocabulary that resonates with present day reality and truth.
Greta – in my understanding of Jesus, first, He was a man, in order to fulfill the law, He had to be human. He had to completely relate to the human condition, both in body and mind. He had to be tempted, He had to feel pain, He had to bleed real human blood when He was sacrificed. He had to die like a human, etc., etc., but, what set Him apart from all others was (not because He was God), was obedience, sinlessness, and the demonstration of the kingdom of Heaven on earth, coupled with His sacrifial death, this is what made Him resurect with power. Otherwise, His sacrifice would be as a “push button” saviour – knowing all along that if He did this and that and that, that He was just going through the motions in order to fulfill His calling.
There were at times, a potential for failure as Saviour, at times He could have given up His heritage – GOD the Father could NOT be put into that place – impossible, incomprehensible! Jesus was a man, until He resurected and became Lord over all.
Fantastic,just to think that Jesus suffered and bled as a real man to save a sinner like me…thankyou lord that you understand all my hurts and feelings and dissappointments…he is more real to me than ever,,,thankyou…
Greta’s response to Anonymous #1: My metaphorical knowledge of God is much like my knowledge of water.It can be flowing liquid. It can be burning steam and it can be frozen ice. But it remains water. And therein lies the mystery of the Godhead.
To anonymous #2: I felt as you did when I read Johns blog. My heart burned within me as never before! God’s ways are past finding out…He isn’t dependent on what we think. But He asks us to trust Him and His Ways.
Beautiful stuff, you guys. Thanks for reading my post there, and for these insightful comments. And thanks again for your kindnesses to me, Greta.
good a.m. Miss Greta–I won’t keep you, but just to tell you I enjoyed the video clip that MacKenzie (sp) of his grandpa Art on your website. Wonderful to hear his voice again after so many years, and to hear him relate some of the many memories he and you made over the years. I teared up in places; what a marvellous life, well-spent for the Lord, the household of faith, his family and friends. He will definitely hear “…well done, thou good and faithful servant…” I love you and the example you have been to me, and the creative ways you have found to serve Him, thereby changing more lives than you’ll ever know!