God became tiny in PERFECT Humility, not BECAUSE He is better than me (though He is infinitely more than I am), but DESPITE that!
Exactly one month ago it was Christmas day.
And though time has flown over these first few weeks of the year, I have found myself contemplating the infinite glory of a God who made Himself TINY for me…
Pope Emeritus said, “God has done everything; He has done the impossible: He was made flesh. His all-powerful love has accomplished something which surpasses all human understanding: the Infinite has become a Child, has entered the human family. And yet, this same God cannot enter my heart unless I open the door to Him.”
And I have been reflecting on the wonderful glory of that mystery…
God – King of the Universe – made Himself into a tiny little baby. He was unable to move Himself, clean Himself, burp Himself, speak for Himself or even dress Himself. When God – who was the Child – wanted to move to safety from Bethlehem to Egypt, and angel spoke to His Foster Father in a dream. There was no translocation. There was no miracle of movement. There was no cloak of invisibility. Instead, there was a dream an angel and a man of faith, who woke his OBEDIENT and tired wife and moved his Holy Family to a place of safety in accordance with God’s Holy Will…
Saint Josemaría said, “Make your way to Bethlehem, go up to the Child, take Him in your arms and dance, say warm and tender things to Him, press him close to your heart... I am not talking childish nonsense: I am speaking of love! And love is shown with deeds. In the intimacy of your soul, you can indeed hug Him tight!”
And I have been reflecting on that gift to us mere humans. You see, God made Himself small so that He would be smaller than me. And He did that in PERFECT Humility, not BECAUSE He is better than me (though He is infinitely more than I am), but DESPITE that! Knowing His power and His glory and His majesty God decided to make Himself into something so small and helpless that He needed to enlist – through their consent – the support of a man and a woman (as foster father and Virginal Mother) to HELP Him.
And I have been thinking about that today, because it irks me to admit that I am weak and need some help. And it irritates me to admit that my plans did not work out and might need an adjustment. And it embarrasses me to fail. But GOD – who created the heavens and the sea and all the plants and animals and spirits that occupy these things – was not irked, irritated or embarrassed. And He gladly asked for help, adjusted plans and “failed” (in the eyes of the world to see when He was crucified as a criminal on the Cross).
And I have been thinking about that today because I have come to realise that God did all those thing for me DESPITE His infinite power, and all He asks of me is a little humility to do those things myself BECAUSE of my own weakness…
For with prayer, I stand on Holy Ground where everything is clear. Here. At the Foot of the Cross.
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