"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." 2 Corinthians 12:9
In 1850, Sir John Everett Millais, a painter of distinction during the pre-Raphaelite tradition, put on display at the Royal Academy his first important religious subject. The meticulously detailed painting unveiled a scene that would cause outrage across all Britain. Millais was viciously attacked by the press, with The Times describing the painting as “revolting.”
You might think with such a vehemently negative reaction the painting featured some heresy surrounding Jesus. Maybe in some compromising position with busty women. You would be very wrong. This painting that caused Charles Dickens to be one of its harshest critics depicted Jesus as a young boy in his father’s carpenter shop. Sounds fairly innocuous doesn’t it? Here’s how The Times further described this piece of art.
The Times objected to the way in which the artist had dared to depict the Holy Family as ordinary, lowly people in a humble carpenter’s shop with no conceivable omission of misery, of dirt, or even disease.”
Frances Fowle of the Tate Museum
When we think on the glory of God so often we may equate it with blinding majesty and immense power. We must not forget however, the greatest wielding of that power after creating the heavens and the earth, was to decide to humble Himself and become fully man and fully God. He didn’t come and swoop down on a winged creature scaring the living daylights out of us (that’s coming later, though!). He didn’t come shaking the ground with a vast army blowing trumpets (again, He will one day). No, He came as the gentlest of all humans — a helpless baby.
"While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them." Luke 2:6-7
No magnificent purple robe with gold threads woven among the jewels for this King. Simple, cotton cloths. If you believe in Jesus, if you believe the eyewitnesses who told of these real events, then you must see how incredibly amazing this was. God laying on some hay in a borrowed room with real human parents cooing at Him!
What really disturbed people about Millais’ painting was that the adolescent Jesus is shown having cut his hand on a nail. Blood is seen dripping from the center of his hand to the top of his foot. Do you grasp the imagery the painter is putting forth? But the critics complained that Jesus wouldn’t get hurt. He was too godly and lofty for that. He wouldn’t need a mom to comfort Him and a father to bandage His hand. I mean, this was God for heaven sake!
"Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. Hebrews 5:14-15
God set Himself among us so we can know His character better. We can see how He dealt with temptation and trials and even pain. We can watch Him celebrate just like us. And yet be so much more than us. Yes, He is our great teacher. But He is also the only one who can be our Savior for all eternity. He has thought of every detail from our creation, to our salvation and our sanctification. He dampened His glory so that we could look upon Him without fear and trembling. Yet doing so makes Him more amazing!
My friends, many of you may have watched the series, The Chosen. In one episode and scene, Jesus is camping out and carving various toys, bowls, and utensils. He is chopping wood and building fires. He’s eating food He prepared. Just like us. As evening draws near Jesus looks at His worn hands and touches a wound caused by a broken blister. He takes a strip of cotton fabric and wraps His hand to protect it. He then lays His head down in His tiny tent and prays to His Father.
As I watched that scene I was struck by the side of Jesus I really never paid that much attention to — Jesus the man. And I was opened up to God’s glory — suddenly more aware of how great His love is for us. That He would send His son, a tiny baby who became a child loved by His earthly parents, and then a man who gave His life to save my soul. I think if I had live in 1850 and viewed Mr. Millais’ painting I would have had this same reaction. And shook my head perplexed on how such supposedly great minds could miss the glory of the Lord.
Soli Deo Gloria. Amen
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