When Heaven Became Dust

Check out these eloquent verses from 1 Corinthians 15:

What is sown is perishable; what is raised is imperishable. It is sown in dishonor; it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body. … The first man was from the earth, a man of dust; the second man is from heaven. … I tell you this, brothers: flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. … For this perishable body must put on the imperishable, and this mortal body must put on immortality. | 1 Corinthians 15:42-53

Here Paul is describing the metamorphosis we will experience after we die. We will be resurrected, just like Christ was. These aching physical bodies we have now? They’ll be upgraded to glorious spiritual bodies.

What a wonderful hope to look forward to!

But, wait.

Consider this.

When Jesus became human,
he underwent this transformation,
but in reverse.

He, an eternal spiritual being, became human.

The infinite became finite.

Emptied to become one of us (Philippians 2:5-8).

Yes, that 1 Corinthians passage describes what will happen to us when we are resurrected.

But it also sheds light on the extreme transformation Jesus experienced when he condescended from heaven to Earth.

Think about those verses again. Think about how far he came to save you.

From the kingdom of God to flesh and blood.
From a spiritual body to a natural body.
From imperishable to perishable.
From immortality to mortality.
From power to weakness.
From glory to dishonor.
From heaven to dust.

This transformation, this humbling, this emptying that Jesus endured in order to conquer sin and death, is stunning.

And you know? It wasn’t compulsion or obligation that led him to become one of us.

It was love.

Love beyond comprehension, beyond measure, beyond compare.

Sacrificial love.

Selfless love.

Love greater than any other love.

What led Thy Son, O God,
To leave Thy throne on high,
To shed His precious blood,
To suffer and to die?
’Twas love—unbounded love to us…

What love to Thee we owe,
Our God, for all Thy grace!
Our hearts may well o’erflow
In everlasting praise:
Make us, O God, to praise Thee thus
For all Thy boundless love to us. | Ann Taylor

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