A Sign and a Wonder
I caught myself thinking the other day about signs and wonders. Why that particular topic, I don’t know. Perhaps it carried over from the lines of a song I heard recently. Or maybe my own earnest longings to experience more of God moved to the forefront of my mind.
Whichever the case, my thoughts locked onto the most bazaar, the most mysterious, glorious sign and wonder I’ve ever heard of. Jesus—God in the flesh—revealed His love for us. He walked among us, suffered and died on a cross for our sins. The Just was sacrificed for the unjust. The third day, He rose from the dead, was received up into glory. And as promised, when He was lifted up from the earth, He drew all men to Himself. It was the message of the gospel. People flocked into the kingdom of God as a result.
If that mind-boggling accomplishment wasn’t enough of a sign and wonder, Jesus takes it a step further. Today, over 2000 years later, the same gospel message still woos, still calls men to follow Him. After all this time! Deep still cries out to deep. The unfathomable riches of God’s heart are unveiled to those dormant depths of the human heart. Obstinate hearts of stone are transformed in a moment into soft, pliable hearts of flesh in the hand of God. Lives bent on destruction are stopped dead in their tracks, their courses changed in an instant. All because of the sign and wonder of regeneration in Christ Jesus. The old creation is not made better; one never before existing springs up in its place. Those who kept their distance from God are suddenly brought near. Enemies of God become friends of God. Friends become lovers. Lovers become the spotless Bride of Christ.
Now that’s a sign! That’s a wonder!
