No mind can fathom, no heart can grasp, no pen describe how wonderful the Saviour is. He is wonderful if we think of Him as the Only Begotten of the Father. He is the image of the invisible God, the brightness of His glory and the express image of His Person. How wonderful such a One, who ever was, with no beginning, One with God!
How wonderful His humiliation. Wonderful condescension that He who created the angels should be made lower than the angels and lay His glory by, to appear in the form of man on earth!
Wonderful is He in His incarnation, “that holy Thing,” as the angel announced Him, truly God and Man. Born of the woman, resting on the bosom of the Virgin as a little child, and yet He is the One who ever is in the bosom of the Father.
Wonderful was that blessed life He lived on earth. Wonderful are the words which came from His lips. Wonderful is He in His moral glory, His untiring service, His love, His patience, and everything which the Spirit has been pleased to tell us of His earthly life.
The more our hearts contemplate Him, the more wonderful He appears. But still greater and more wonderful is it that He went to the cross to give His life as a ransom for many, that the Just One should die for the unjust. He is wonderful in His great work on the cross, the depths of which have never been fathomed.
And how wonderfully He has dealt with us, with each one individually. How wonderful is it that He knows each of His sheep, that He guides each, provides for, loves, succors, stands by, restores, never leaves nor forsakes each who belongs to Him. How wonderful is His grace, the supply and fullness of it!
“One evening,” said C. H. Spurgeon, “I was riding home after a heavy day’s work, weary and sore depressed, when suddenly, as a lightning flash, came: ‘My grace is sufficient for thee.’ And I said: ‘I should think it is, Lord,’ and burst out laughing. It seemed to make unbelief so absurd.
“It was as if some little fish, being very thirsty, was troubled about drinking the river dry; and Father Thames said: ‘Drink away, little fish, my stream is sufficient for thee.’ Or it seemed like a little mouse in the granaries of Egypt after seven years of plenty, fearing it might die of famine, and Joseph might say: ‘Cheer up, little mouse, my granaries are sufficient for thee.’
Again I imagined a man away up yonder on the mountain saying to himself: ‘I fear I shall exhaust all the oxygen in the atmosphere.’ But the earth might say: ‘Breathe away, O man, and fill thy lungs ever. My atmosphere is sufficient for thee.'”
In His coming manifestation He will be wonderful. Wonderful He will be when we shall see Him and stand in His presence. What a day it will be when we see Him face to face! Then we shall know all the loveliness and wonder of His adorable Person and His wonderful ways with us. With what delight we shall then behold Him.
And when He comes with His saints, when the heavens are lit up with untold glory, when He comes to judge, to establish His Kingdom, to speak peace to the nations, to restore creation to its right condition, when He reigns and all His redeemed ones with Him–oh, how wonderful it all will be!
He is altogether lovely, and He is altogether wonderful. Glory to His name! Well has one said: “He pervades the whole of the New Testament with His presence, so that every doctrine it teaches, every duty it demands, every narrative it records, every comfort it gives, every hope it inspires, gather about His Person and minister to His glory. So dear does He thus become to the heart of the believer, that Luther may well be excused for exclaiming, ‘I had rather be in hell with Christ, than in heaven without Him.'”
May the Holy Spirit fill our hearts and eyes with Himself and reveal to us through the written Word more of the matchless beauty of the wonderful Person of our Saviour and Lord.