The most romantic beign ever (hopestands.com)

.The Merriam-Webster dictionary has several definitions of “romantic.”Here’s the definition that usually comes to mind:“Marked by expressions of love or affection.”  There’s no doubt that Jesus did not merely pay lip service to his love for us, but he expressed it with action.  He showed us his love by being with us, healing us, caring for us, and suffering for us.Then the bulk of the remaining definitions take a less familiar turn.ROMANTIC:Impractical in conception or plan: visionary.ROMANTIC:Marked by the imaginative or emotional appeal of what is heroic, adventurous, remote, mysterious, or idealized.Here are the synonyms of ROMANTIC:bizarre, fantastic, marvelous, outlandish, strange.Here are the antonyms:familiar, nonexotic, nonglamorous, plain-Jane,unexotic.Jesus was a dreamer.  His love for uswas visionary.  Nobody has ever loved like he did.  He emptied himselfof his divine royalty in order to clothe himself in rags.  This was the only way he could get near to us.  His love was impractical, an eternal gesture that no other god would deem respectable.  In fact, the ancients couldn’t fathom how a god could ever love a human, because it was too far beneath the dignity of a god todo so.But Jesus was more romantic than any other god.  God became flesh in the person of Jesus Christ and there’s no greater mystery than that.  He was the ultimate hero, sent on an adventure to rescue his endangered beloved.  Nothing that Jesus did was realistic or practical.  Being born a human?  Submitting to the elements he created?  Loving sinners?  Touching and caressing the filthy?  Dining with degenerates?  Rising from the dead?  Binding himself to the unfaithful?God should have let the world perish. He should have torn it off the spiral binding of history, crumpled it up like an author does a rough draft, thrown it away into the fiery wastebasket, and then started fresh.  But he didn’t.This is bizarre, fantastic, marvelous.  All of our best romantic stories are of lovers fighting for each other against the odds.  Only this one is of a personwho fights for his beloved, while his beloved is fighting against him, ramping up the odds.  Napoleon and Josephine.  Cleopatra and Mark Antony.  Lancelot and Guinevere.  They all lovedtogether; but Jesus Christ lovedalone.  The beloved of Jesus abandoned him and murdered him.He had a strange love and an outlandish plan.  He was not glamorous, becoming dust and dirt, sweat and blood.  He somehow turned into sin and then pinned himself to the cross.  Like Romeo and Juliet, his sacrifice for his beloved would reunite two warring households, the holy and the profane.He was mocked, stripped, ridiculed, and spit upon, but that didn’t matter.  He was accused, struck, abandoned, and buried, but it made no difference.He starred out of those romantic eyes at his beloved bride, his heart filling with joy, and he saw in his imagination everything that his love could make us to become.He didn’t love us because we were good for him.  He didn’t love us because he would somehow benefit from us.  He didn’t love us for our beauty, body, or brains.  He loved us just because he loved us.  His love was the only excuse he had.  Nothingcould increase it or decrease it.  And nothing could separate us from it.He will never walk out on you.  He willnever mock you.  He will never love someone or something else more.Though he could have abandoned his mission at any point, he held on until death.  Like those immortal carbon statues of the lovers of Pompeii, dying in each other’s arms as the ash and lava consumed them, so was Jesus Christ clutching onto the souls of men and women as he plunged beneath the molten wrath of God.Yes, Jesus Christ was the most romantic person who ever lived…

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