(James
Steward’s Quote)
He
was the meekest and lowliest of all the sons of men, yet He spoke of coming in
the clouds of heaven with the glory of God, He was so powerful that evil
spirits and demons cried out in terror at His coming, yet He was so gentle and
winsome and approachable that the little one’s loved to nestle with Him in His
arms, His presence as the innocent deity at a village wedding was like the presence
of sunshine. A bruised reed He would not break, His whole life was love yet on
one occasion He demanded of the Pharisees how they ever expected to escape the
damnation of hell, He was a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions yet for
share stock reality He has all of us style realists soundly beaten. He was the
servant of all, washing the disciples’ feet, yet masterfully He walked into the
temple and the hawkers and money changers fled from His presence as they saw
the fire blazing in His eyes. He saved others, yet Himself He did not save. There
is nothing in history that confronts us like the union of contrast which
confronts us in the gospels. The mystery of Jesus is the mystery of divine
personality.
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