The Man Christ Jesus

The eminent FW Boreham, in his sermon The Boundlessness of the Christian Salvation, provides his reader with some acute observations regarding the nature and capabilities of Christ.  I offer them now, without commentary:

He towered above and immeasurably transcended every other type of manhood that this world has ever seen. If you could concentrate and condense into one super-excellent personality all the valour of all earth’s heroes, all the might and majesty of earth’s lords and emperors and kings, all the beauty of earth’s fairest and loveliest, all the sanctity of all earth’s saints, all the mental elegance of earth’s prophets and poets and bards, all the nobility of all earth’s martyrs, all the skill of all earth’s workers, and all the love of all earth’s mothers— that personality, so excellent, so wonderful, would be dwarfed and pigmied in the presence of the one peerless, transcendent, sublime Man — the Man Christ Jesus.

Keep them coming:

His humanity cannot be marked off from His Deity, as though they were sharply and clearly divided, like separate rooms in one house. They are rather united and fused, like different gases in one atmosphere. His Deity flamed through His humanity at every turn; and often when He was most humanly human He was most divinely Divine.

There is more where that came from:

The life of the Lord Jesus Christ is the most profound mystery that has ever confronted the minds of men. The death of the Lord Jesus Christ is— to use the unrivalled, incomparable language of the apostle—” the consummation of the ages” (Heb. ix., 26, R.V.). The resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ is the brilliant corner -stone of the whole wonderful fabric, the miracle of miracles, the boast of the Church militant, the pride of highest heaven. The whole Person of the God-Man is the climax of the story that eternities shall tell. And that inscrutable Personality shall yet prove to be the key to earth’s profoundest philosophies, lying deep at the heart of every unfathomable mystery.


His mission and commission knew none of the limitations to which their ignorance and our faithlessness are so prone to subject it. He knew no masses and no classes, no old and no young, no high and no low, no rich and no poor. Wherever in the wide, wide world “that which was lost” existed, the Son of Man came to seek and to save it. He came to save the lost monarch, with his glittering diadem and ermine robes, lost in his fatal pride and independence. He came to save the lost “ne’er-do-weel,” tramping aimlessly, hopelessly , grimly, and doggedly through tussock and scrub over our silent inland hills to-night— lost in carelessness and despair. He came to save the wild, young son in his midnight carousals and debauchery; He came to save the outcast daughter, shuddering in her dreadful humiliation and shame; He came to save the lost loiterer lounging at the corners of our city streets; the lost sailor on the wild high seas ; the lost scholar dazed amid the splendid problems of his theories and philosophies; the lost Pharisee, who, faultily faultless and icily regular, is too far lost to know that he is lost; and oh, my brothers, marvel at this most of all— He came to save the lost ordinary man— lost YOU, lost ME!


That was always the occupation of Jesus— always seeking the lost. “He is gone to be the guest with a man that is a sinner.” You will find the world’s heroes where the banquets are the gayest, where the flowers are the fairest, where the plaudits ring the loudest, where the songs rise the sweetest, where music swells the most voluptuously. You will find Jesus by the well with a guilty woman; you will find Him at the gates of Nain with a widow doubly crushed; you will find Him at the tomb with two weeping sisters; you will find Him alone with a maiden wrapt in the icy slumber of death; you will find Him where passion sweeps the fiercest , where the anguish is the keenest, where the heartbreak is the saddest, where the loss is the greatest, where the tears are the bitterest, for the Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which is lost.

One last offering:

When we come to deal with immensities, infinities, eternities , we are bound to meet with apparent contradictions. The realm is too vast to be swayed by our little laws of reason; it breaks beyond them; it makes sport of them; it defies them; and that which is most orthodox becomes the greatest paradox. We glory in the boundless, the wonderful, the unsearchable, the everlasting Christ.


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