Have you ever been demoted? It’s humiliating. It’s depressing. It chides at our fragile egos and causes questions of worth. Normally, a demotion streamlines a department at your expense and you have little or no control over the decision.
But think of Christmas. Think of the baby so many worship this season. In his previous position, he had all the power to reorganized the cosmos and created efficiencies in the systems that run the universe. At his simple word, things that weren’t, became. Knowing all, he chose to put in for the ultimate demotion, from God to Human. That’s a sacrifice.
Now think of the Good Friday and Easter. Once again, he chose to sign his own pink-slip in blood. Demoting himself to being tortured by religious terrorists, eager to keep things as they are. And at any point, he could’ve snuffed them from the annals of history, but he didn’t. He knew what salvation for people he cared for would take. He knew that even though they didn’t love him, he loved them. He knew that ultimately, salvation of the world would take two Divine Demotions.
(Thanks to Bill Hybels for the inspiration for this blog. Hear his message here).